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problem - the way i did / ratchet love lyrics

[chorus: problem]
whoever thought i’d boss up like the way i did?
whoever thought i’d fall off like the way i did?
whoever thought i’d bounce back like the way i did?
did-did-did, what?
whoever thought i’d boss up like the way i did?
whoever thought i’d fall off like the way i did?
whoever thought i’d bounce back like the way i did?
what?

[verse 1: problem]
losin’ ain’t me, n-gga
ain’t never gon’ be me, n-gga, don’t try that
i done paid attention, paid every due
the game i done gained, b-tch n-ggas can’t buy that (why?)
been back stabbed, n-gga, i been lied at
i got war wounds, n-gga, i been played (been played)
yeah, i got me some bread and i changed
but if n-ggas ran up, n-ggas know who gon’ stay
young chach, high with my stupid -ss
how many drugs wanna try with my stupid -ss?
how many chains i’ma buy with my stupid -ss?
f-ck it, flex ’til i die with my stupid -ss (fire)

[verse 2: problem]
shootin’, basketball
my pen n-ggas gettin’ torn watchin’ n-ggas from the basket ball
free my n-gga ron
free my n-gga miller
free my n-gga duck
free my n-gga green eyes
salute to my la gang ties
pushin’ these drugs, i done seen it change lives
pushin’ these drugs is the reason why i shine
so i stay up in that new sh-t, can’t be left behind

[interlude: problem]
man, this sh-t crazy
you just never know man
you just gotta stay on these n-ggas, huh
ain’t gon’ let nothin’, none of that
sometimes you gotta get into war with your n-ggas
sometimes you gotta, feel me, just get out here, and
just get to what you know, you feel me?
my n-gga dave say, you know you kicked off that bop, you feel me?
n-ggas need some love
what?

[verse 3: problem]
motherf-ckin’ ratchet love, n-gga
sayin’ they love you and hate you in the same text
it’s that i don’t want you to f-ck n0body else
even though you gon’ f-ck somebody else
who just hit a n-gga line for some money though?
but a n-gga ain’t gon’ lie, kinda love it though
but i could never, young man, am i a thug or not?
put that p-ssy off mollys that’s what you say
in fact, i got a little time, we could leave today
l-o-l, i back line when i get freaky
matter fact, you know i’m lyin’, i ain’t callin’ you
and i probably ain’t gon’ call, i’m just fallin’ through
and i d-mn near beat it, i’m trippin’
i know these rules don’t make sense, b-tch, i’m different
but i can do it like this ’cause i’m gettin’ it

[chorus: problem]
yeah, it’s that ratchet love
she f-cked you with another b-tch so off of you
she ain’t really with that sh-t though
you ain’t but you is like my b-tch though
yeah, it’s that ratchet love
it’s that motherf-ckin’ ratchet love
huh, what
it’s that ratchet love
it’s that motherf-ckin’ ratchet love

[verse 4: problem]
it’s that ten toes down, you gon’ stay
no matter what a motherf-cker do, no matter what you f-ckin’ say
yeah, i know your home girls hate me
f-ck them b-tches
what’s it matter? they ain’t gettin’ d-cked down
yeah, hop on this thing when that sh-t round
sh-t, i can barely stand, let me sit down
got your hands in my pants, let me hit now

[chorus: problem]
uh, it’s that ratchet love
it’s that motherf-ckin’ ratchet love
ooh, yeah, sh-t
it’s that ratchet love
it’s that motherf-ckin’ ratchet love

[verse 5: problem]
it’s that hate you and tell you i love you in the same text
it’s that i got other hoes but you my favorite
like, i would settle down but i can’t sit
think i really ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t sh-t
yeah, she love my stupid -ss
put it with your sh-t ’cause you know you got stupid -ss
and you put up with my sh-t ’cause i got stupid cash
and you put up with my sh-t ’cause i got stupid cash
double up, real n-gga, ain’t gon’ f-ck it up
girl, you got your n-gga hard, come and suck it up
you n-ggas don’t do it like i do ’cause y’all ain’t tough enough
y’all ain’t moved enough weight, y’all ain’t buff enough

[chorus: problem]
yeah, it’s that ratchet love
it’s that motherf-ckin’ ratchet love
yeah, ooh, yeah
it’s that ratchet love
it’s that motherf-ckin’ ratchet love
it’s that motherf-ckin’ tell you that i love and i hate you in the same text, yeah

[interlude: problem]
girl, i ain’t gon’ even do-i’m not even gon’ lie to her
it’s like, f-ck it, i’m just gonna let that sh-t – it’s just not-the sh-t
i think it’s not what i’m talkin’ ’bout, sh-t

yeah, sneaky baby

[verse 6: nick grant]
uh, tell a hoe to love or just leave me alone
watchin’ for the devils that be leadin’ me on
yeah, it’s all about the clique like i hung up the phone
drop-top, sl!ck back like steven seagal
what it is hoe? how ya feel?
they gon’ do you dirty out the flower pot, for real
chopper out the window, n-ggas hoppin’ out for thrills
give you the run around like you ain’t got a deal
not a shooter though
i just knew him though
i need a movie role
when your money ain’t funny, b-tches don’t boo your jokes
kingpin of the pen, look how i move the dope
when life looks fishy, i eat a tuna roll
nasty
how they gon’ judge you when they don’t know you?
all the leeches just won’t allow you to be a mogul
master teacher, the slave song tryna control you
but, sh-t, when you the go-to guy, who do you go to?

- problem lyrics

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