Dan - What's The Issue Lyrics

D.A.N, yeah, uh, what's the issue, 1-800, y'all ready
When the rope stops jumpin', the party gets to pumpin
I be feelin' like the Andre 3000 of my city brother killin' brother
Why we can't stand next to each other
Streets always preventin' that, this is bigger than rap
Don't allow negativity till my eyes roll back
In this Villa Rica state of mind, my niggas dyin
Not makin' past twenty-nine, what's the issue, nigga
This not Atlanta, but all the gangs are the same
Bullets flyin', hit our brothers in the head, what's the issue
Yeah, no more love and vacation
Swimmin' naked with a bad Malaysian
Deep conversation leadin' to a deeper sensation
Stop actin' like this forever, this ain't lovin' to make it
I done made love with different women, even the baddest Jamaican
But still standin' lonely in the Matrix
And I flew out to Vegas, and the sun was beamin' so hard
That it brought out all the hatred
Goddamn, baby, we on vacation, still you constantly ragin
What's the point of lookin' for love
I been on my own since the age of one
These women wanna suck out all the fun
Make you think you the only one with these options
Poppin' in like Hot Topics
Women disappear like COVID when Ukraine war started
Please stop it, don't say you love me
Can't be happy on the warm beach
No more love and vacation
No more intimate love makin
Tell em' you the only one in this world I can have my babies with
Bitch, please
God is all I need
All them other problems can fall
And you can rake em' up with the leaves
Don't leave
They tellin' me don't leave
But when I was down bad
And all I had was my pleads
You couldn't see through the pain
Didn't notice the stain
Play me like a game
What's the issue
What, what, what, what's the issue
When the rope stops jumpin
The party gets to pumpin
I be feelin' like the Andre 3000 of my city brother
Killin' brother while we can't stand next to each other
Streets always preventin' that this is bigger than rap
Don't allow negativity till my eyes roll back
In this Villa Rica state of mind
My niggas dyin', aint make it past 29
What's the issue
This not Atlanta, but all the gangs are the same
Bullets flyin', get our brothers in the head
What's the issue
Askin' me, Dan, are you good, my nigga
All my city niggas straight out the hood, my nigga
When I say I'm good, I be lyin
Too many partnas been dyin
I'm sleepin' on this couch, I've been sleepless at night
Prayin' to God I make it to Friday
Stop poppin' those bottles for the moment
Too much money stored in the Chromebook
This crypto been jumpin', you ain't been watchin
F*ck a Maybach, I want the Ferrari
Pushin' up daffodils
Kids always seem to squeal
Heart's been broken, the past made it hard to heal
Seein' the sun at the end of the tunnel
Demons had me trippin' in puddles
With the dark shadows castin
Can't even see my own reflection
I think I lost myself
And the streets started consumin' me
The hatred, the drugs, the anger, the love
Is this God's plan
Well, He only knows as I chase this light of mine
Somehow I continue to shine
Through the good days and bad states
Hood girlfriends with French braids
I'm really starting to question is it me?
Only God knows my vision
And if I told you, let's keep it a secret
I'm done sayin' things for the devil to listen
Sendin' all of his demons to prevent it
In forms of people
Turn my dreams into evil
Knievel, I take the blame of all my actions
Accountabilities and all my distractions
It's time I'ma get it right
Show everybody who bet on me was right
D.A.N