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futuristic – i’m a problem lyrics

[futuristic]
yeah!
stop that, any show, i betta rock that
when i drop that, everybody finna’ cop that
n-gga pop that, gettin’ brain like a tophat
ahead of my time, somebody rewind the clock back
and your boy keep goin’, flex on a hater like my name hulk hogan
scared em, fear factor, joe rogan
you sing to a n-gga like yo name frank ocean
“oh sh-t, did he just say that? let me replay that
yup, he did, i’m way mad
this the type of sh-t that really make me hate rap”
calm the f-ck down, asap
i’m futuristic, you recordin’ on an 8-track
and i got flow like i been rockin’ a wave cap
pop up in the maybach, put on the face mask
let the ak (clap) blow off ya name tag (haa)
that’s typical sh-t, but me ain’t no typical kid
i got a typical chick, in a typical whip, but i promise baby girl this ain’t no typical d-ck
i’m lyrically sick, mentally blessed, physically i’m pretty legit
and i told this chick to dip like a chip, her n-gga ain’t say sh-t like a typical b-tch
i’m the biggest problem you can’t solve it, math equation
i’m the future i see the future like that’s so raven
i’m goin’ hard just like a b-n-r but no m-st-rbation
i’m spittin’ on all of these hoes, ej-cul-tion

[hook]
houston we have a problem
houston we have a problem
houston we have a problem
i’m a problem, can’t n0body stop em! x2

[k.i.d]
k.i.d too real n-gga, bars artist, still n-gga
your songs don’t hit at all, you spit sh-t i don’t feel n-gga
you walk like you wear heels n-gga, you thought you gonna p-ss fo me
spit flames like propane, you thought you goin’ gas me?
never that cause i’m never wack, n-gga i don’t stop till the song done
tell these guys to keep the hoes i’m the type of n-gga they mom want
your dad thinks i’m a great guy because i call him mister
so when i’m done with your mom, he wants me to date your sister (wow)
pow! right in the kisser, runnin’ sh-t so long that i got blisters
this is my world because i’m a star, i’m solely sorry you not on my system dog
oh you do this super duper, can’t keep up, you’s a loser
you could have a moped, you could have a boat, you could have a bike, you could have a scooter
you could have steve jobs build a computer
n-gga i’m a problem and you can’t solve it
calculators, hours later, and all you n-ggas is gettin’ it wrong
it’s not your fault you’re h-lla dumb, bein’ this real is h-lla fun, yeah
me and futuristic, f-ck your heart, show me statistics dog

[hook]

[sk4mc]
start that, i’mma show you where the heart at
doin’ this a lifetime, show you where my art at
pull my d-ck out, yo momma had a heart attack
leave the mic, fishing rod, now it’s just an artifact
you’re official like nfl replacement referees
i was bigger than your daddy, actually when i was 17
out in vegas, with your momma, and her recipe
for destiny, destruction, and a thousand hits of ketamine
kyle the problem, futuristic the problem, sk4mc the problem b-tchh
(can’t n0body stop em!)
on the porch, like a pimp and sh-t
never used crutches but i gotta limp and sh-t
i heard y’all n-ggas want beef, well tonight i fixed up shrimp and sh-t
it’s imminent that your feminine, and your pockets make a synonym
for a dinner made of mickey d’s and a king-sized bag of m&ms
i’m the- i’m the biggest problem f-ck your life,eat jerky bacon
in the- in the future i gave you sutures hospital patient
if you’re trying to solve it, you must have little patience
kyle, futuristic, sk on the track (this time you’re wastin’)

[hook]

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