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Problems Video (MV)




Performed By: Dailey Lofton
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Antonio Dailey




Dailey Lofton - Problems Lyrics
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Yeah I got problems
Yeah
Mo money Mo money
Equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told all my family that I got us an I got us
Yeah I got problems
So I get that guwop just to solve em
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told em all my family that I got us
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
It equal problems
I had to grind up for a check
I had to step on these niggas neck
F*ck that bullshit no flex
I got problems I ain't no test
I ain't no rat or snake or no pest
Even at my worst I'm still at My best
Stand 10 toes
Until I rest
An Stand 10 toes while
Under arrest (Yeah)
She on go
Like a green a light
She Ain't my type
But she seem nice
Might cop the head if her dreams right
Then drop her ass off
Hit a mean right
Yeah
Chasing cash is my life styles
Magnum on me no lifestyle
Problems on me like right now
No switching lanes I can't pipe down
Everybody body got the sauce now
Tell me what it cost to be the boss now
Might as well go win something
Cause these nigga walking around loss now
I be the trillest you know it yeah
An I real rap like a poet
Bands on bitch I can throw it yeah
But I rather save that like a hoarder
Yeah I got problems
Yeah
So I get that guwop just to solve em
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told all my family that I got us
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
It equal problems
See I cop the Rollie
Then I slid it on my arms
Since I knew my time was on
Get in my way
Or if u try to cause me harm
I Bet I turn in to Saddam
I didn't smash ya bitch
But I got neck up in the whip
Since she wouldn't leave me alone
See I got the drip
These bitches wanna see me trip
So I bring my rubbers
An my chrome
An That's how I'm packing Lil nigga
An no I'm not acting lil nigga
When it's time I'm bout action lil nigga
Shoot through curtains we clapping them Niggas
Smoking loud by the acre I figure
I illustrate until I paint the whole picture
If you want the cash
Then get off ya ass
Cuz that hating on me ain't gon make a Difference
Niggas mad cuz I ain't waiting with em
They try to kill ya cuz you taking pictures
With ya money out an all the different bitches
Got me thinking different ways of living
My mama died on Valentine's Day
So what the f*ck I need love for
Them problems on me like always
I'm like f*ck a hug
I need drugs whore
Yeah yeah
Yeah I got problems
Yeah
So I get that guwop just to solve em
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told all my family that I got us
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
It equal problems
Yeah yeah yeah
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Yeah I got problems
Yeah
Mo money Mo money
Equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told all my family that I got us an I got us
Yeah I got problems
So I get that guwop just to solve em
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told em all my family that I got us
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
It equal problems
I had to grind up for a check
I had to step on these niggas neck
F*ck that bullshit no flex
I got problems I ain't no test
I ain't no rat or snake or no pest
Even at my worst I'm still at My best
Stand 10 toes
Until I rest
An Stand 10 toes while
Under arrest (Yeah)
She on go
Like a green a light
She Ain't my type
But she seem nice
Might cop the head if her dreams right
Then drop her ass off
Hit a mean right
Yeah
Chasing cash is my life styles
Magnum on me no lifestyle
Problems on me like right now
No switching lanes I can't pipe down
Everybody body got the sauce now
Tell me what it cost to be the boss now
Might as well go win something
Cause these nigga walking around loss now
I be the trillest you know it yeah
An I real rap like a poet
Bands on bitch I can throw it yeah
But I rather save that like a hoarder
Yeah I got problems
Yeah
So I get that guwop just to solve em
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told all my family that I got us
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
It equal problems
See I cop the Rollie
Then I slid it on my arms
Since I knew my time was on
Get in my way
Or if u try to cause me harm
I Bet I turn in to Saddam
I didn't smash ya bitch
But I got neck up in the whip
Since she wouldn't leave me alone
See I got the drip
These bitches wanna see me trip
So I bring my rubbers
An my chrome
An That's how I'm packing Lil nigga
An no I'm not acting lil nigga
When it's time I'm bout action lil nigga
Shoot through curtains we clapping them Niggas
Smoking loud by the acre I figure
I illustrate until I paint the whole picture
If you want the cash
Then get off ya ass
Cuz that hating on me ain't gon make a Difference
Niggas mad cuz I ain't waiting with em
They try to kill ya cuz you taking pictures
With ya money out an all the different bitches
Got me thinking different ways of living
My mama died on Valentine's Day
So what the f*ck I need love for
Them problems on me like always
I'm like f*ck a hug
I need drugs whore
Yeah yeah
Yeah I got problems
Yeah
So I get that guwop just to solve em
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
I look in the mirror with no problems
Yeah
I told all my family that I got us
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
Yeah
Mo money mo money equal problems
It equal problems
Yeah yeah yeah
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Writer: Antonio Dailey
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