All These Problems

Drum Dummie
 All this shit crazy
 
 I just wanna say I love you
 Quando Rondo, nigga
 Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
 Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
 Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
 Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm (QRN)
 I got a question, dear Father
 I hope that you can find the time and come and holler
 Like why my life not barely worth a dime or quarter?
 I asked you twice for us to have a one-on-one
 And why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why do it seem?
 Seems like the problems comin' in by the dozen
 Green lights, I'm in my bag, just swing the bin and jump out buzzin'
 Stop by the store, two-pack of 'Ports
 Pour out some Hen' for my lil' cousin
 No, I can never trust again, her and her friend saying she love me
 One bedroom, I slept in the den when the time was turned on the other
 RIP to Ralph I got depression again, my mind can't function
 If you was out when the streetlights came on at ten
 Then you was thuggin', that ain't no doubt
 You can ask the street life, the trenches, I came from nothing
 Section 8 housing
 I got a question, dear Father
 I hope that you can find the time and come and holler
 Like why my life not barely worth a dime or quarter?
 I asked you twice for us to have a one-on-one
 And why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why do it seem?
 All on my own, I still don't tend prayin' and hopin'
 I was locked inside a cell just pad and ped, everyday flowin'
 I kissed the letter
 Check your mail on the tenth, say "Damn, it's cold"
 In 2012 I used to beat on the Benz, Glock fully loaded
 Had to prevail, had to cut off my friends to get back focused
 It ain't hard to tell they only 'round for the benefits
 They really owe me
 I go through hell, I run the J in the Benz they don't really know it
 My father figure more like bic took you in, he was on some Loc shit
 I got a question, dear Father
 I hope that you can find the time and come and holler
 Like why my life not barely worth a dime or quarter?
 I asked you twice for us to have a one-on-one
 And why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why do it seem?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why do it seem? (Why it seem like I got all these problems?)
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why it seem like my heart could be a problem?
 Why it seem like I got all these problems?
 Why do it seem?
 Quando Rondo, nigga