I Got a Problem lyrics

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
f*ck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
I used to be in summer set wishing
Looking at shoes, like I need them b*tches
Had to step my hustle up, and make a couple grams flip
Took me longer, 'cause I never got into the scam sh*t
Fast forward a little, now I'm doing what I want to
Dress like a n*gga like you, is what I won't do
They say I make it hard for these n*ggas to compete
Big H on my belt, but I'm a motherf*cking G
Hustle in the streets, got me laying up in sweets
On the 45th floor, staring out my window
I shop til I drop, sold zips til I locked down the whole damn block
Gucci to the socks, [?] jeans
Walk past your ho, smelling like [?]
Spend a n*gga whip, on shoes and clothes
Fell asleep with the Rollie on, walking with a cold
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
f*ck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem

[Verse 2 ?]
We be on that crispy clean sh*t
Ball with my n*ggas, 'cause it ain't [?]
I'm somewhere getting money, while you n*ggas leaning
Then hit the mall, you probably dozed off dreaming
Damn, I [?] on my feet
From walking in [?] 'cause I live down the street
I shop til I collapse, rock ice til I be shivvering
Never had nothing, now people think I'm ignerent
You got [?] but me, I do the bigger one
You got your Rollie on, but see, me, I do the realer one
These n*ggas mad as hell
And you being so broke, your b*tch mad as well
I'm with my n*gga Payroll, [?] in cameros
You looking for me, I'm in Sacks, [?]
These P.R.P.'s, your b*tch love when I wear them
So if I ain't out shopping, I'm probably f*cking your girl
n*gga
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
f*ck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem

[Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni]
Louis on my feet, with the same hoodie
Moving, sipping Ace of Spades, call it Ace Boogie
You just not getting that, you looking late to me
You a mess, damn, boy, what you hate pus*y?
I'm a jealous n*ggas' nightmare, a ho's dream
I motivate the real n*ggas to have things
I raise the bar, made n*ggas step it up
Made them boys with that fake sh*t put they necklace up
Everybody doing that, well, I'ma do it like this
If it's an aftermarket Rollie, please take it off your wrist
Take that monkey sh*t off, you embarrasing us
Boss your life up gang, ain't no comparing to us
I used to be on the block, talking 'bout I wish
I could drop a new whip, something nasty on the wrist
Never liked dreaming, I gotta do it, dawg
Was told if you can't do it big, don't do it at all
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
f*ck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem