Problems (feat. Quando Rondo & Lil Durk)

Lyrics

Geraldo Live on the track
 Yeah
 ♪
 Young Jefe holmes
 GG
 Forever
 Oh-oh
 Who is this? This Geraldo
 What you smoking? Oh, gelato
 I got bitches and they model
 Your bitch swallow, she need goggles
 Goddamn, look at my pockets
 Look like I just hit the lotto
 Pull up valet, let 'em park it
 Baby I can pay your car note
 Yeah, Yeezys, buy her heels
 I solve her problems, pay her bills
 I'm being real, girl I'm too trill
 Now baby tell me how you feel
 I got hitters and they kill
 Know I still be in the field
 Know I be with them gorillas
 Tote banana clips for real
 Got back up, I took a fall
 Lil' nigga, my money tall
 I'm that nigga in DC and bitch I ball like John Wall
 Look at me, I'm livin' large
 Remember them nights, was trapping hard
 Remember them nights I had to rob
 Yeah remember them nights I used to starve
 Remember that night I serve that tail
 Then the feds came into my house
 Remember ain't nobody believe in me
 'til I showed 'em what I'm 'bout
 Remember I used to pour that lean up 'til I fuckin' black out
 This for lil' homie in the traphouse with them fuckin' racks out
 I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
 They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
 I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father
 I know I gotta stay committed, that's gon' take me farther
 Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
 Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 Chicago streets late night, tryna catch
 Every time I boot up, I need a good batch
 Don't wanna hit, then slide in that cat
 There can't be peace 'cause you know it's that
 You ain't in the streets and I notice that
 You left my side when I was under arrest
 You left my side when I was under stress
 You turned your back so I know you ain't shit
 How you gon' lie and go along with the bitch?
 Promise he red but I know he a crip
 Come to my crib, you can't come with a bitch
 Draco shells, it come with a kick
 We know you told and that lil' shit stick
 You the one know I had a gun in the whip
 You the one know I had a gun on my hip
 I slept on floors
 Shootouts where I'm from, when I grew up I couldn't ignore it
 Some nights I was gettin' too mad at myself 'cause I couldn't record
 And I couldn't make it to your funeral, I sent my regards
 Hangin' out the roof with my two fingers, fuck the law (Fuck 'em)
 I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
 They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
 I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father
 I know I gotta stay committed, that's gon' take me farther
 Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
 Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 
 Geraldo Live on the track
 Yeah
 ♪
 Young Jefe holmes
 GG
 Forever
 Oh-oh
 Who is this? This Geraldo
 What you smoking? Oh, gelato
 I got bitches and they model
 Your bitch swallow, she need goggles
 Goddamn, look at my pockets
 Look like I just hit the lotto
 Pull up valet, let 'em park it
 Baby I can pay your car note
 Yeah, Yeezys, buy her heels
 I solve her problems, pay her bills
 I'm being real, girl I'm too trill
 Now baby tell me how you feel
 I got hitters and they kill
 Know I still be in the field
 Know I be with them gorillas
 Tote banana clips for real
 Got back up, I took a fall
 Lil' nigga, my money tall
 I'm that nigga in DC and bitch I ball like John Wall
 Look at me, I'm livin' large
 Remember them nights, was trapping hard
 Remember them nights I had to rob
 Yeah remember them nights I used to starve
 Remember that night I serve that tail
 Then the feds came into my house
 Remember ain't nobody believe in me
 'til I showed 'em what I'm 'bout
 Remember I used to pour that lean up 'til I fuckin' black out
 This for lil' homie in the traphouse with them fuckin' racks out
 I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
 They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
 I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father
 I know I gotta stay committed, that's gon' take me farther
 Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
 Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 Chicago streets late night, tryna catch
 Every time I boot up, I need a good batch
 Don't wanna hit, then slide in that cat
 There can't be peace 'cause you know it's that
 You ain't in the streets and I notice that
 You left my side when I was under arrest
 You left my side when I was under stress
 You turned your back so I know you ain't shit
 How you gon' lie and go along with the bitch?
 Promise he red but I know he a crip
 Come to my crib, you can't come with a bitch
 Draco shells, it come with a kick
 We know you told and that lil' shit stick
 You the one know I had a gun in the whip
 You the one know I had a gun on my hip
 I slept on floors
 Shootouts where I'm from, when I grew up I couldn't ignore it
 Some nights I was gettin' too mad at myself 'cause I couldn't record
 And I couldn't make it to your funeral, I sent my regards
 Hangin' out the roof with my two fingers, fuck the law (Fuck 'em)
 I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
 They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
 I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father
 I know I gotta stay committed, that's gon' take me farther
 Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
 Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:04
Key
8
Tempo
147 BPM

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