Problems
Problems

Alano Adan - Problems Lyrics

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Problems Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
Never tear em down, that's how I was brought up
You ain't tryna vibe then don't even bother
You gon see a side you ain't really wanna
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
People either dyin or they gettin caught up
City runnin dry and I'm drippin water
Lookin up to God like I know He got us
I know I know that this ain't life
Pray to God He help me see right
I swear the devil out to get me
Man why these women wanna tempt me
Feel like I'm runnin on empty
And my enemies steady actin friendly
I got real demons messin wit my family
Give a dang what you spendin on Givenchy
I been tryna get up on my feet, aye
Them boys come rollin down the street, aye
They pull me over in the ride
It's like I keep on struggling, aye
And we got
Problems wit anybody that say they want it
Got the clip in the bang without the safety on it
Dollar bills with the big white faces on em
We been chasin somethin, yeah
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
Never tear em down, that's how I was brought up
You ain't tryna vibe then don't even bother
You gon see a side you ain't really wanna
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
People either dyin or they gettin caught up
City runnin dry and I'm drippin water
Lookin up to God like I know He got us
It's so many problems, yeah
Bout a million things
I could feel the pain on a thousand
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yuh
Another day on the block
Keep yo head on a swivel, plenty ops
Bodies drop if they get to bussin shots
Make it stop, naw
I see these young kings dyin
Hear these police sirens
It feel like hope expirin, but no I won't be silent I swear
I gotta keep on pressin on, yeah
I know that we were meant for more, yeah
Problems wit anybody that say they want it
Got the clip in the bang without the safety on it
Dollar bills with the big white faces on em
We been chasin somethin, yeah
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
Never tear em down, that's how I was brought up
You ain't tryna vibe then don't even bother
You gon see a side you ain't really wanna
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
People either dyin or they gettin caught up
City runnin dry and I'm drippin water
Lookin up to God like I know He got us
It's so many problems, yeah
Bout a million things
I could feel the pain on a thousand, yeah
Yeah, whoa
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
Never tear em down, that's how I was brought up
You ain't tryna vibe then don't even bother
You gon see a side you ain't really wanna
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
People either dyin or they gettin caught up
City runnin dry and I'm drippin water
Lookin up to God like I know He got us
I know I know that this ain't life
Pray to God He help me see right
I swear the devil out to get me
Man why these women wanna tempt me
Feel like I'm runnin on empty
And my enemies steady actin friendly
I got real demons messin wit my family
Give a dang what you spendin on Givenchy
I been tryna get up on my feet, aye
Them boys come rollin down the street, aye
They pull me over in the ride
It's like I keep on struggling, aye
And we got
Problems wit anybody that say they want it
Got the clip in the bang without the safety on it
Dollar bills with the big white faces on em
We been chasin somethin, yeah
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
Never tear em down, that's how I was brought up
You ain't tryna vibe then don't even bother
You gon see a side you ain't really wanna
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
People either dyin or they gettin caught up
City runnin dry and I'm drippin water
Lookin up to God like I know He got us
It's so many problems, yeah
Bout a million things
I could feel the pain on a thousand
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yuh
Another day on the block
Keep yo head on a swivel, plenty ops
Bodies drop if they get to bussin shots
Make it stop, naw
I see these young kings dyin
Hear these police sirens
It feel like hope expirin, but no I won't be silent I swear
I gotta keep on pressin on, yeah
I know that we were meant for more, yeah
Problems wit anybody that say they want it
Got the clip in the bang without the safety on it
Dollar bills with the big white faces on em
We been chasin somethin, yeah
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
Never tear em down, that's how I was brought up
You ain't tryna vibe then don't even bother
You gon see a side you ain't really wanna
Tell me what's the problem, what's the problem
People either dyin or they gettin caught up
City runnin dry and I'm drippin water
Lookin up to God like I know He got us
It's so many problems, yeah
Bout a million things
I could feel the pain on a thousand, yeah
Yeah, whoa
Yeah, yeah

Writer(s): Matthew Flores
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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