Problems Lyrics - Rich The Kid

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Feelin' nauseous, hearin' voices 

All this dough, all these hoes, i got choices 

Don't do this for fun 

That made me the one 

Nigga had to hustle for the things that i want 

I might roll me up a blunt just to smoke my problems away 

I might pour me up a drank just to sip my problems away 

I might fuck a niqqa bitch she can suck my problems away 

Im young gettin' money, fuck my problems today 

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Plenty lube, my slippers whisper in jimmy chew 

Get plenty food, i doubled up on that benny's food 

Not many jewels but I'm shinin' my niqqa 

Yes I'm shinin' like a diamond i figure 

I'm gone shine with my niqqas 

No surprise, you pussy niqqas deprived 

Never divide i multiply im gone reside with mines 

Over grind they gone respect it 

Overtime I'm goin extra 

Won't neglect the fact that mamma didn't search for contraception 

I put two grams in a blunt (and we smoke) 

Syrup all in my soda pop. (give me more) 

Imma make yo bitch give me top 

She can suck my problems away Imma fuck my problems today 

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Feelin' nauseous, hearin' voices 

All this dough, all these hoes, i got choices 

Don't do this for fun 

That made me the one 

Nigga had to hustle for the things that I want 

I might roll me up a blunt just to smoke my problems away 

I might pour me up a drank just to sip my problems away 

I might fuck a niqqa bitch she can suck my problems away 

Im young gettin' money, fuck my problems today 

Many or picked but it's just a few chosen 

I go through circles and options just to get the money 

I'm gone hold my reputation if i don't do nothin' 

That's why i grind til' i shine, turn nothin' into something 

Only problems is serious yeah we all got problems 

Gotta bible, bankroll, ratchet yeah dem real choices 

I'm seeing dead people and president voices 

Pull up in dat old skool i know you hear them horses 

Most of my problems come from he say she say shit 

That's when i get to stuffin' white owls and shit 

When i get mad i hit the mall and get to buyin' shit 

All dis money got me paranoid im cautious