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s-class - problems lyrics

[intro]

these f-ckn problems man, everybody got problems, just got to get through them

[hook]

everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama, out here everyday just to make a f-ckn dollar, stay out of the way n-ggas quick to grab that choppa and pop ya (x2)

[1st verse]

always on point yeah cause sh-t real, if you really out here you know how this sh-t feel, the power of life it feel like a windmill, took a couple losses but that ain’t a big deal, what you know about the world on your shoulders, you show love but they cruel so your heart get colder, as a kid it’s cool but it’s rough as you get older, all the youngins listening can’t say i never told ya, real rap count your blessings when they near, cause unexpectedly sometimes them blessings disappear, well grounded n-gga learn lessons over here, used to think i know it all but no regretting over here, besides god you got to be your own savior tho, never be a follower have your own flavor bro, blades on the coupe looking like spinning razors though, energy ain’t positive tell them see them later though

[hook]

everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama, out here everyday just to make a f-ckn dollar, stay out of the way n-ggas quick to grab that choppa and pop ya (x2)

[2nd verse]

i think my life hard but somebody’s harder, same n-gga like me but he ain’t got a father, out here in these streets posted tough on the corner, forced to be a lion cause he could be a goner, whatever you in, it could be worst, thank god you alive and you not in a he-rs-, bad energy is everywhere it seem like a curse, when i do something right i always feel like the first, to get what you want just know you can’t play fair, you making them pumps just know you can’t stay there, she coming to f-ck but know she can’t lay here, too much linin up and n-ggas get sprayed scrams, that’s why i move how i gotta move, cross me once you curved i ain’t gotta choose, style sickening yeah it gave alot of flu’s, the grind written yeah i paid alot of dues

[hook]

everybody got problems, smile on they face but they life filled with drama, out here everyday just to make a f-ckn dollar, stay out of the way n-ggas quick to grab that choppa and pop ya (x2)

- s class lyrics

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