Darian King - First World Problems Lyrics

First world problems
Don't hate I know we all got them
You make a hundred-k
They charge your ass forty-thousand
You try to fuckin' skate
You go to jail just for lounging
Karen's on the phone with the cops
She be shouting
They be on some whack shit
They ain't even in my tax bracket
That's why all my niggas
Move a package
That's why lil homie
Wanna move it by the packet
That's what lil shawty
Think she gotta be a savage
And she be right
Niggas never cared
They were out to cause the damage
Every night
Damsel in destress
All he notice is the dress
Take a sippy
No more stress
Got her feelin so relaxed
Pop a pilly
Sip it back
Now they feelin so attached
Take her home and work her back
Think he Cupid
How they matched
Couldn't get a PS5 for Christmas
Throw a tantrum
Complain bout your rose gold wrist
It ain't platinum
Too much damn food when you go to open that fridge
You too lazy to cook, so you closing that bitch
Then you hit up Skipthedishes and you order a dish
And only tip a dollar
Cuz fuck that tip
They show up late with your order
Now it's cold as shit
You complain and get your money back
They credited it
Clean water clean air
Used to doubt that shit
Now you gotta wear a mask
To go out and sit
Panic buying all the toilet paper
Hand sanitizers
But at home eatin' pussy
And ass appetizers
You got money in the bank
But complain bout the prices
Got the newest iphone
But complain bout devices
Canada Goose on your sleeve
But complain bout the cold
Hunter boots on your feet
But complain they ain't warm
You complain bout your job
And your full time shift
I know niggas who would never get to work that shit
I know niggas who work harder than what full time is
But they record couldn't get them a McDonald's gig
They gotta rob and shit
They gotta hunt and fish
Nobody taught him how to add
But he counting chips
Nobody taught him how to breath
So he asthmatic
Nobody taught him how to act
So he dramatic
Yeeeeeee
First world problems
Your TV too small
Only 65 inches
You gotta drive an Audi
Free at work
But the Audi just ain't shit
Rollie ain't ticking like it used to
Money ain't flowing like it used to
Not the shit you used to
Take that shit for granted
Cuz it's everything you used to
Doing what you choose to
Whenever you choose to
First world problems

First world problems
Don't hate I know we all got them
You make a hundred-k
They charge your ass forty-thousand
You try to fuckin' skate
You go to jail just for lounging
Karen's on the phone with the cops
She be shouting
They be on some whack shit
They ain't even in my tax bracket
That's why all my niggas
Move a package
That's why lil homie
Wanna move it by the packet
That's what lil shawty
Think she gotta be a savage
And she be right
Niggas never cared
They were out to cause the damage
Every night
Damsel in destress
All he notice is the dress
Take a sippy
No more stress
Got her feelin so relaxed
Pop a pilly
Sip it back
Now they feelin so attached
Take her home and work her back
Think he Cupid
How they matched
Couldn't get a PS5 for Christmas
Throw a tantrum
Complain bout your rose gold wrist
It ain't platinum
Too much damn food when you go to open that fridge
You too lazy to cook, so you closing that bitch
Then you hit up Skipthedishes and you order a dish
And only tip a dollar
Cuz fuck that tip
They show up late with your order
Now it's cold as shit
You complain and get your money back
They credited it
Clean water clean air
Used to doubt that shit
Now you gotta wear a mask
To go out and sit
Panic buying all the toilet paper
Hand sanitizers
But at home eatin' pussy
And ass appetizers
You got money in the bank
But complain bout the prices
Got the newest iphone
But complain bout devices
Canada Goose on your sleeve
But complain bout the cold
Hunter boots on your feet
But complain they ain't warm
You complain bout your job
And your full time shift
I know niggas who would never get to work that shit
I know niggas who work harder than what full time is
But they record couldn't get them a McDonald's gig
They gotta rob and shit
They gotta hunt and fish
Nobody taught him how to add
But he counting chips
Nobody taught him how to breath
So he asthmatic
Nobody taught him how to act
So he dramatic
Yeeeeeee
First world problems
Your TV too small
Only 65 inches
You gotta drive an Audi
Free at work
But the Audi just ain't shit
Rollie ain't ticking like it used to
Money ain't flowing like it used to
Not the shit you used to
Take that shit for granted
Cuz it's everything you used to
Doing what you choose to
Whenever you choose to
First world problems