Problems
• Written by Anonymous
Thinking that I don't want problems
Yeah Yeah, I don't want no problems
Thinking that I don't want problems
Yeah Yeah, I don't want no problems
Eighty milligrams in three days
Talk addiction I could fill pages
Numb to the numbness it goes both ways
Dumb how slumber seem to be the way
Hide from myself sleeping in the shade
Lying to the doc, yeah I'm doing okay
Tell her whats up, I'm sent to that place
Only one I trust, lie to her face
Only want whats best? I'm a disgrace
Think bout a future? Got none to chase
Think bout a future? Got none to chase
Got none to chase, I don't got none to chase
Really thinking that I don't want problems
Yeah Yeah, I really don't want no problems
Really thinking that I don't want problems
Yeah Yeah, I really don't want no problems
Fucked up script must be in the syntax
Most want a bitch, just try'na kick back
I just want that Smith to go "Click Clack"
Maybe slit my wrists and drift into black
Drive my whip into a ditch, get snapped
Jump off a cliff and get myself smashed
Sorry lil bro, you got life on track
Really hope your loss don't screw with that
So so sorry if this screw with that
Now I know that I wont have no problems
Yeah yeah, now I know I wont have problems
Now I know that I wont have no problems
Yeah yeah, now I know I wont have problems
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