Problem (feat. Manny Fresh & Hekz) Video (MV)

Yeah
Look
Not every other day but every day I'm on a paper chase
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
I ain't throwing shade 'bout you so tell me why you gotta' hate?
But F you if you still with that shit come say it to my face
Never trust bitches you know 'cause they will never ever change
If you talking to me hoe I don't give a f*ck what you say
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make yeah

Rolling up the weed, throwing up the peace, sipping Hennessy smoking green
On top of that I'm f*cking faded
She gave me that game so I played it
Bitch you ain't about shit time wasted I'm twisted
Off that O.Z. of that O.G. feeling low key still blazing
I got me a room in the Days Inn with your main bitch you chasing
No fake shit you better realize those real lies with your real eyes, now you wonder why
I gotta' stay high I gotta' think twice with the left right (pow)
Disguised in snake eyes 'til the sunrise I'm a get mine
You feel I'm the realest of all time
Smoking and pouring me spiced rum
Living my life on a thin line
All of that shit got my face numb
Drinking and smoking no stopping we popping 'til morning no warning
We rolling you feeling my vibe (yeah)
Cruising assuming they choosing you snoozing you losing with bitches on both of my sides
For real though I drink stoned
I.P.A. on my grave stone
San Diego I'm well known
Racing and blazing at car shows
Pouring me shots while your bitch blows (ha ha)
Pouring me shots while your bitch blows (aha)

Not every other day but every day I'm on a paper chase
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
I ain't throwing shade 'bout you so tell me why you gotta' hate?
But F you if you still with that shit come say it to my face
Never trust bitches you know 'cause they will never ever change
If you talking to me hoe I don't give a f*ck what you say
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make yeah

Now I hear that you been hating and you mad 'cause I don't give a f*ck
You feeling hard boy?
Then step on up and press your luck
It's problems that you're wanting
Well it looks like you done got em' go and finish what you started
Either one on one or come mobbing yeah (yeah)
Walk around the city with a chip on my shoulder
Ain't shit change but the game still got this motherf*cker sewed up
Thought you lost me well I'm back like I motherf*cker told ya'
You f*cker with the soldier born and raised in the South
Walk around acting a fool you gon' find out quick what we about
End up just another cold soul stuck up in this cold world
Life's a bitch but nothing compare to my old girl
Ain't stressing on nothing hit the blunt and watch the smoke swirl

Not every other day but every day I'm on a paper chase
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
I ain't throwing shade 'bout you so tell me why you gotta' hate?
But F you if you still with that shit come say it to my face
Never trust bitches you know cuz they will never ever change
If you talking to me h** I don't give a f*ck what you say
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make yeah

Look
I'm back with the rap I be killing this shit
You rappers don't fit like an over-sized hat it's a fact I ain't focused on if it's a hit (nah)
It just so happens to come out like that I'm staying true to who I am and sticking with the plan
All I ever gotta' do is only speak the truth (what?)
Put me on a mic alright but f*ck an interview (yay)
All I ever wanna' do is really hit the booth yay
They tell me to slow my roll I want that money fast so you know I won't (yay)
All I dream of is bank rolls and hella' cash that I gotta' blow (I gotta')
She a groupie hoe so she gotta' blow
No homo tho I can't wait to blow
Hella' ass I gotta' wax
But she don't know she know I'm a savage I ravage that pussy only she knows
How can you talk shit about what I do (do)
When you ain't never done what I do (do)
And if you're doing the same thing I do how's it feeling
I'm willing and killing yo' whole crew (huh?)
'Cause I'm an innovator rising like an elevator never slowing down ever
Like when I penetrate her (never)
Got collaborators I got hella' haters they will never ever matter
I be taking flight just like a feather mo' f*ck your endeavors (f*ck em')
Growing up I had lots of jealous enemies hateful enemies racist enemies if they ever (what?)
Worshiped anything they would prolly pray for the end of me
F*ck you boys I'm the f*cking man (yeah)
I ain't like a toy you can't play the man (nah)
Hear my voice you'll become a fan they will never be hotter than I am oh damn

Every other day but every day I'm on a paper chase
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
I ain't throwing shade 'bout you so tell me why you gotta' hate?
But F you if you still with that shit come say it to my face
Never trust bitches you know 'cause they will never ever change
If you talking to me hoe I don't give a f*ck what you say
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make
Ain't no need to start a problem too much money here to make yeah