Lil B lyrics : "Problems"
I'mma go play with the beef
You got beef?
I got a lot of beef
My OG hold yo strap, I'mma bring your million back
I'mma tell you ^!$$%s like this, I'm down for all of that
My gun got a dirty tag, put you in a body bag
^!$$%s say I'm Hollywood decay for the strangers
^!$$%s actin strange, let's hit em with the stainless
Shout out to made ^!$$%s, they some real street ^!$$%s
Run in the money and I'mma creep on the ^!$$%
Mask on my face, I don't see no ^!$$%
Black full, but a loof off a (*##$
Keep it real boy, tell the truth he saw (*##$
Stay in pocket every time I hit a lick
I be hittin licks like karma don't exist
No wonder where I'm at, I'm probly loaded with the (*##$
Paranoid, I'mma reload another clip
(*##$es, $$#holes, shut yo mother$#&@in mouth
You met me in the streets, I'mma draw it down
Gun sound like based with the pound
Light ^!$$%s up, I'm the talk of the town
Feel like, parkin ^!$$%s down
Black hawk down, I'm a $#&@in gangsta
^!$$%s don't know, man I rap with them bangers
Call me Glassface, yo life in danger
I'm the type of ? could ? with the hanger
Just like Neylo, mother$#&@in hater
From Berkeley to them ^!$$%s in Decatur
Down to Miami, you feel me?
Wanna be down, but you not in the family
I'm all the front like hurricane Sandy
I did with them mane stay underhanded
I got a problem, I got a jamin
One more thing, don't disrespect the family
Pardon on me cuz (*##$es can't stand me
I'm not a #~!!@, straight with them #~!!@
Shotgun pump get me a lot of #~!!@
Dumb ^!$$%s off in the bottom of the bushes
Everybody know that I mother$#&@in took it
This Lil B
You feel me?
Everybody know I took it
Everybody know I took that and I got a problem
I got a problem
Glassface plays dirty
Nobody want to help me when I got a problem
When I got problems nobody helps me
Nobody helps Glassface
Nobody wants to help me when I'm doing bad
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