Problems

[Chorus: ?] Problems, I got hundreds, they keep comin' Hear the money callin', I go runnin' Problems, I got hundreds, they keep comin' Hear the money callin', I go runnin' [Verse 1: Kojey Radical, Christale] Give me facts, no fiction, make God my witness From the snakes and serpents, I keep my distance Know the love was quiet, I heard the whispers Makin' interest while I stand on business I want more money, less stress, good sex She wanted a new body, cost an arm and a leg Bills, bills, bills, can't pay me with rеspect Must have thought I was a dunce, I did dance, thеn I step I just want the soft life, not everyday finesse I'll be blessed with a little rest and a new address Take a guess, how many times you think I been a mess? Secrets and regrets I been trippin' to suppress Look, cold with the guilt, these mechanisms, all medicines tried Countless operations and still couldn't sever the ties After several tries, I still ain't severed several ties Operation cut them off like I'm the general I'm just a degenerate, I'm ellin' degenerate guys Never designed to be basic or generalise The only way is up, but I was never inclined to take advice I can see Cain from enemy lines If I gambled, I'd take some money and set it aside Bet on myself and become rich beyond ever the scribe But I don't, and insider tradin's a federal crime There's no point, my tank's empty energy wise Too forgivin' in body and soul, but I'm clever in mind Hopin' we'll look back and laugh at this at seventy-five We tried bein' abstinent, but bun the celibate tribe Clear every thought, put me in touch with my feminine side [Chorus: ?] Problems, I got hundreds, they keep comin' Hear the money callin', I go runnin' Problems, I got hundreds, they keep comin' Hear the money callin', I go runnin'