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Problems What you tryna do shawty, I'm a millionaire I got bands on me, jumping out of helicopters, eating steak and lobster I get guala with my partners I'm in Haiti, bitch I ain't gon have no problems I got rich ni*** problems I got issues, I got motherfucking problems I got problems, I got rich ni*** problems Young ni*** I came from the bottom Now that I'm rich I got problems These bitches be stalking Her friends, i dont cuff 'em Red bottoms, I bleed when I'm walking These bitches is dirty, my niggas is flirty, my cup is so muddy At the age of 13 I was in and out of juvie Now my life is a movie You cuffing' and kissing' and giving' her money She fuc*** me, she nothing' but a groupie Asking the Lord for forgiveness for sins I committed 18 I was looking at prison Sat in my cell and I pray Got to thank god cause he showed me the way Fired my lawyer and I beat the case Don't want a pic, get the f*** out my face My necklace is covered in diamonds my ni***, your bitch want to skate King of the trap, it's jumping and booming and bucking, young ni*** get money I came from a Honda, I ride in a Masi, I'm twenty They say I won't make it but now the same bitches are calling my cellular Rich ni*** I trap out a mansion, I'm walking around like the governor What you tryna do shawty, I'm a millionaire I got bands on me, jumping out of helicopters, eating steak and lobster I get guala with my partners I'm in Haiti, bitch I ain't gon have no problems I got rich ni*** problems I got issues, I got motherfucking problems I got problems, I got rich ni*** problems Young ni*** I came from the bottom Now that I'm rich I got problems Walking around with a fifty, Versace like Biggie I'm rich, but your pockets are empty These bitches calling and stalking young ni*** The king of my city, two chains but no Tity I'm richer than Diddy I'm trapping the Hannah and Lizzy The lean is killing my kidneys, Monefa she got to stay with me I came from the bottom, back then I was starving Capping and trapping and robbing You can hate me now but I won't stop now Young ni*** walk round with a touch down My mama she told me these niggas they fake They plotting, they know that you made it I had to stay patient, I waited Fuck ni*** I'm finally famous Flex on my shoes, know my Trues, Diamonds ocean blue You taking her out for a dinner and movie, she fuc*** the crew You wife her, you taking lil mama, young ni*** she laughing at you You fuc*** that ho no rubber, she a prostitute! What you tryna do shawty, I'm a millionaire I got bands on me, jumping out of helicopters, eating steak and lobster I get guala with my partners I'm in Haiti, bitch I ain't gon have no problems I got rich ni*** problems I got issues, I got motherfucking problems I got problems, I got rich ni*** problems Young ni*** I came from the bottom Now that I'm rich I got problems
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