scy jimm – adam sandler lyrics
[intro]
(rjbanks on the beat) mm
uh
ayy
ayy
(ayy, uh) uh, yeah (uh+uh, ayy) uh, yeah
(uh, ayy, ayy) uh, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy) uh, yeah
money don’t solve my problems
ayy, look
[chorus]
money don’t solve my problems, still feel like i’m on my d+ck (still feel like i’m on my d+ck)
i come from the bottom, none of you n+ggas ain’t give me sh+t (you n+ggas ain’t give me sh+t), yeah
i ain’t gotta show my fire, n+gga run up, this b+tch gon’ hit (n+gga run up, this b+tch gon’— grraow)
n+ggas say they real, whole time, they snakes, it make me sick (n+ggas out here snakes, n+gga), uh
adam sandler, i don’t need no clique (don’t need no clique), ayy
he wanna beef, we just gon’ slide, we ain’t gon’ diss (we just gon’ slide), uh, ayy
we know he soft, he just gon’ talk, he ain’t on sh+t (he just gon’ hide), ayy
jay got aim, drunk or not, he ain’t gon’ miss (grraow, grraow)
[verse]
we came a long way, but we going far (oh, yeah), ayy
we had two sticks the night c4 had wrecked that f+ckin’ car (on god), ayy
i don’t wanna go back to jail, that cell had left a f+ckin’ scar, yeah, yeah
ma, look at your son, look how you raised a f+ckin’ star, ayy
we ain’t gotta show no guns, they know we sticked up, ayy
i picture us at the top every time we fl!ck up, huh
still free my brother, he doing time, but eating that sh+t up, ayy
sometimes, i wish it was me and not you who had got picked up, ayy (f+ck it)
[chorus]
money don’t solve my problems, still feel like i’m on my d+ck (still feel like i’m on my d+ck)
i come from the bottom, none of you n+ggas ain’t give me sh+t (you n+ggas ain’t give me sh+t), yeah
i ain’t gotta show my fire, n+gga run up, this b+tch gon’ hit (n+gga run up, this b+tch gon’— grraow)
n+ggas say they real, whole time, they snakes, it make me sick (n+ggas out here snakes, n+gga), uh
adam sandler, i don’t need no clique (don’t need no clique), ayy
he wanna beef, we just gon’ slide, we ain’t gon’ diss (we just gon’ slide), uh, ayy
we know he soft, he just gon’ talk, he ain’t on sh+t (he just gon’ hide), ayy
jay got aim, drunk or not, he ain’t gon’ miss (grraow, grraow)
[outro]
uh, yeah, ayy+ayy+ayy, uh, yeah
ayy+ayy+ayy, uh, yeah
mm+mm+mm, uh, yeah
money don’t solve my problems
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