playaz circle - issues lyrics
[chorus: 2 chainz]
young n+gga, i got issues
on the grind,i got plans to get richer
young n+gga, i got issues
i didn’t wanna rob the plug, but i see the bigger picture
[verse 1: young buck]
[?] no more
done cut off a lot of my hoes
you n+ggas know how this sh+t goes
shawdy wanna ride when you get doegh
shawdy wanna go when you get low
[?] onto the next one
they on you as long as the check come
thank you, you’re welcome
[?] in the bricks, god couldn’t help him
don’t listen to what i tell them
then i have to go bail them
in the pyrex, charges [?]
turning through all of this
stoves keep on burning, [?] is what they calling it
i finally learned it, you n+ggas ain’t got love for me
long as i got the kush, it always gon keep me company
now i got the push, thank you for what you’ve done for me
[?] don’t mean you’re the one for me
i got issues
[chorus: 2 chainz]
young n+gga, i got issues
on the grind,i got plans to get richer
young n+gga, i got issues
i didn’t wanna rob the plug, but i see the bigger picture
[verse 2: 2 chainz]
2 chainz!
they say my partner out of jail, so the crime rate whent up
i got an old school to make you put that sh+t up
4’s on the whip, make the car like 6
bought my girl a bag with [?] extention
i need intervention, i need competition
cause i get my head on, baby, car collision
to see what i’m doing, you need baller vision
and when i walk in the spot, i get all the b+tches
i’m in the latest ralph lauron, mall addition
i’m a cool ass n+gga, ar condition
i’m watching hd life in the big picture
i’m just a young fly n+gga tryna get richer
[chorus: 2 chainz]
young n+gga, i got issues
on the grind,i got plans to get richer
young n+gga, i got issues
i didn’t wanna rob the plug, but i see the bigger picture
[verse 3: dolla boy]
ralph lauron fashion, pants saggin
40 cal [?] gon jam on me
know you n+ggas wanna tell on me
got plenty of tells, when i fail or when i fall, [?]
none of y’all, still i crawl back to ball
money talks, stack it tall
so the next time i fall, i’ll be fallin to the next time i fall
still fallen, ain’t no peace while we waring
want peace, come up off it
street sargent [?]
catch me patting n+ggas’ pockets, pullin pistols if they watchin
and i’m pimpin like the systom, puttin b+tches on the market
i wake up everyday and hit the streets like i’m starving
pullin out that toaster for that toast and them ghosts
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