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N ck - Problems Lyrics



N ck - Problems Lyrics




Telling me I don't have a problem, I just need medicine
Open a bottle of pills acetaminophen
Money for my problems, I heal they just be trifling
Drugs got a hold of my throat, I just be stifling

Friends are telling me stop the drugs, I think it's too late
Asking me what's inside my cup I say its kool-aid
Fantasizing about my future wonder if I live to see it
Life is getting harder and harder, I think I'm finished with it

Remember when I first saw your eyes, I knew I fell in love
Telling me to put down the pills, yeah girl you are my drug
Longer that I've talked to you, realized you were magnificent
Giving me a feeling inside my stomach, this feelings different

All this f*cking jealousy, really coming over me
Told me that she'd never leave, telling me we're meant to be
Then you go manipulate , no air hyperventilate
Feeling trapped, no escape, stuck to you like I'm some tape

Feeling lost, have no clue, I don't know what I'ma do
The thought of losing you, making me sick like I got flu
Ever since you left, yeah you gave me really bad trust issues
Acting like nonchalant, but deep down I need a box of tissues

Remember when I first saw your eyes, I knew I fell in love
Telling me to put down the pills, yeah girl you are my drug
Longer that I've talked to you, realized you were magnificent
Giving me a feeling inside my stomach, this feelings different

Telling me I don't have a problem, I just need medicine
Open a bottle of pills acetaminophen
Money for my problems, I heal they just be trifling
Drugs got a hold of my throat, I just be stifling

Friends are telling me stop the drugs, I think it's too late
Asking me what's inside my cup I say its kool-aid
Fantasizing about my future wonder if I live to see it
Life is getting harder and harder, I think I'm finished with it
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Telling me I don't have a problem, I just need medicine
Open a bottle of pills acetaminophen
Money for my problems, I heal they just be trifling
Drugs got a hold of my throat, I just be stifling

Friends are telling me stop the drugs, I think it's too late
Asking me what's inside my cup I say its kool-aid
Fantasizing about my future wonder if I live to see it
Life is getting harder and harder, I think I'm finished with it

Remember when I first saw your eyes, I knew I fell in love
Telling me to put down the pills, yeah girl you are my drug
Longer that I've talked to you, realized you were magnificent
Giving me a feeling inside my stomach, this feelings different

All this f*cking jealousy, really coming over me
Told me that she'd never leave, telling me we're meant to be
Then you go manipulate , no air hyperventilate
Feeling trapped, no escape, stuck to you like I'm some tape

Feeling lost, have no clue, I don't know what I'ma do
The thought of losing you, making me sick like I got flu
Ever since you left, yeah you gave me really bad trust issues
Acting like nonchalant, but deep down I need a box of tissues

Remember when I first saw your eyes, I knew I fell in love
Telling me to put down the pills, yeah girl you are my drug
Longer that I've talked to you, realized you were magnificent
Giving me a feeling inside my stomach, this feelings different

Telling me I don't have a problem, I just need medicine
Open a bottle of pills acetaminophen
Money for my problems, I heal they just be trifling
Drugs got a hold of my throat, I just be stifling

Friends are telling me stop the drugs, I think it's too late
Asking me what's inside my cup I say its kool-aid
Fantasizing about my future wonder if I live to see it
Life is getting harder and harder, I think I'm finished with it
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Writer: Nickolas Quisenberry
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Length: 2:44
Written by: Nickolas Quisenberry

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