[Intro]
Mm, mhm, hm-hm
Welcome to the camp
[Chorus: Wale]
Got so many problems, you for starters
Got me counting my wins, cutting my losses
Got so many problems and that's the problem
You in your feelings, come and take my wallet
Got so many problems, you for starters
Got me counting my wins, cutting my losses
Got so many problems that I ain't proud of
You in your feelings better than my pockets, shawty
[Verse 1: PRICE]
Ayy, so many problems it's like calculus or algebra
I tried to do the math but in my past it wasn't adding up
The cash ain't coming fast enough
You stabbed my back, I had you bruh, why?
I thought we was do or die
I bought weed to cool my mind
I thought even suicide
But you know that can't be your play when you got a whole race to save
Yeah, take solo drives to brеak away
I be back, girl, I need some space (Arе you okay?)
I just—
[Chorus: Wale]
Got so many problems, you for starters
Got me counting my wins, cutting my losses
Got so many problems and that's the problem
You in your feelings, come and take my wallet
Got so many problems, you for starters
Got me counting my wins, cutting my losses
Got so many problems that I ain't proud of
You in your feelings better than my pockets, shawty
[Verse 2: PRICE]
I still battle trust, shoot dice too much, I'm dealing with anxiety
No privacy, my taxes due, got problems in variety
Feeling like the white man want me broke in this society
Most chasing C notes or chase notoriety
Tug of war
Why when you say we done, I love you more?
I keep drums in store
Girl, you don't know it's love and war
Still got enemies that want me gone to say they upped the score
Still walk through them troubled doors
They cheer soon as I touch the floor
Just make the call, might take some falls
Problems come, embrace 'em all
Keep your soil pure so you forever grow
I wear a smile daily but you'll never know I—
[Chorus: Wale]
Got so many problems, you for starters
Got me counting my wins, cutting my losses
Got so many problems and that's the problem
You in your feelings, come and take my wallet
Got so many problems, you for starters
Got me counting my wins, cutting my losses
Got so many problems that I ain't proud of
You in your feelings better than my pockets, shawty
[Outro: Wyclef Jean]
But I
I pray to God, oh, oh, oh
Oh, yes, I do
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ayy, yeah, I do
Now let's get it straight, you know what I mean?
Boukman was a Jamaican, he left Jamaica with the Haiti
That's part of that revolution, facts
You know what I mean? Wyclef Jean
Preacher's son, you know what I'm saying to you?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayo, we don't just talk to talk, you know what I mean?
Action over words, ayy, shoutout bwoy
