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'