They Gotta Problem Video (MV)

Yeah
Brice Haiden
That's my name
Lots of people got problems with me
You know what I'm saying
I mean, I don't really understand it
I'm just doing me
Recording song, after song, after song
And they wasting all their time
They could be catching up, You know
But, nah
To each his own
Brice Haiden
Yeah, let's go

They gotta problem with me
But they don't want problems with me
They gotta problem with me
But they don't want problems with me
Yeah
They gotta problem with who
They gotta problem with me
They wanna problem with me
Well they gotta problem with me

Wait
Ain't no one sleeping on me
That's on my right hand
Balenciaga on me
You betcha ass, fam
Some of these up-and-comers wearing chains
Hope they know I can tell they're fake
I'm one of the very few to keep it real
And I know that's why they hate
Chain so cold
Chain reaction, now everyone froze
I can't wait for the day
That I'm riding in a Rolls
Feeling real blessed right now
Like I'm on top of the clouds
That's why they mad
That's why they hate
I just been tryna keep food on the plate
Look, I know that they gotta problem
It's cause I lead, I don't follow
I'm tryna swim in the deep
While they playing in the shallow
I'm tryna get it today
They tryna get it tomorrow
They hating cuz I got a whole lot to keep
And not a thing for them to borrow
They gonna hate
Yeah, Ugh
That's outta my hands
They gonna hate
They gonna hate
I think they mad because I gotta plan
They gonna hate
They gonna hate
Ain't a thing that I can do about it
I'm talking 'bout it and being 'bout it
That's will power, do not doubt it
Everybody got dreams
Everybody wanna rock designer
With the new chains, and the bling
Summer '17, I'm in the ring
And you know that ain't a thing changed
Know I'm applying pressure to the game
I was born to entertain
Making that money
But I stay the same
(Brice)

They gotta problem with me
But they don't want problems with me
They gotta problem with me
But they don't want problems with me
Yeah
They gotta problem with who
They gotta problem with me
They wanna problem with me
Well they gotta problem with me

Hey
What is you doing
I put a hater on blast
I heard your music is trash
You get your shot and you pass
Yeah
Got the haters like, "How he so rich"
Clocked in, that was in '96
Got to the bread, I been putting in time
Stacking up paper, ain't saving no rhymes
Spitting verses, know I'm serving up lines
Waking up early and getting to the grind
I cannot sleep with that song on my mind
Mind ya business boy, I'm busy with mine
Diamonds on me when I walk in the sun
Telling haters off, just having fun
Pull out the lighter, now I need the blunt
I pull out the Draco, and you better run
Winning team, yeah I stand in the front
I remember being down in the dumps
Thank you Lord, because I know I'm the one
I am so blessed, what more could I want
What more could I want
What more could I need
Diamonds on me
Diamonds on fleek
I was born to get paid
I got money in my genes
(Cash)
Ballin', not the NBA
And I'm on the winning team
Tired of waiting, I've been patient
In the lab, boy I'm in the basement
Making music is my occupation
And now my life is like a vacation
Now my life is like a fairytale
If he hating, I wish him well
I know they want me to go to Hell
So throw a quarter in the wishing well
They gon' get bent outta shape
When they see me in the Wraith
Lifestyle, rich and famous
Go on, go and get your taste
See me when I'm pulling through
Straight off the top of the brain
They tell me stay in my lane
Then I put 'em right in their place
(Brice)

They gotta problem with me
But they don't want problems with me
They gotta problem with me
But they don't want problems with me
Yeah
They gotta problem with who
They gotta problem with me
They wanna problem with me
Well they gotta problem with me