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letra de issues - a$ap rocky

[intro]
hahaha
issues

[verse 1]
i got way too many problems
down on the last dollar, got a rock
i don’t really think you know about the harder
yeah, we back in the hood and my n-gga mobbin’
rock down, lockdown, pop up, n-gga
block down, shot down, guap up, n-gga
open up shop when the cops gone
n-gga, macaulay culkin momma home
yeah, i’m home alone on the phone
on the motarolla talkin’
never saw when n-gga
you ain’t ever rolled the doja, huh?
i’ma get it and you know it’s not the [?] soldier, huh
and your b-tch, ain’t she in [?], huh?
and the wrist lookin’ frozen, uh, yeah
got the world upon my shoulders, uh

[chorus]
problems, i got problems now
i’ma hold the block down when the cops not around
yeah, problems, i got problems, i got issues, issues
i got issues like a magazine and i stay clean

[verse 2]
f-ckin’ ride ’round in a limousine
like it’s [?] dreams, 1993
i was martin luther king, all i had was dreams
and the motherf-cking penny and a pocket full of lint
sippin’ on that henny and i couldn’t pay the rent
ever since n-gga got down, n-gga flocked up
cops ain’t around, n-gga, open shop up
when the cops gone and they let the clock bust
hustlers on the motherf-ckin’ corner bop us

[chorus]
got guap, guap up
i got issues, i got problems, man
i got issues, i got problems, man
man, i got issues every f-ckin’ day
momma needs some shoes and some rent to pay
n-ggas actin’ like it’s f-ckin’ heaven-sent
lemonade, man, f-ck your lemonade
tell a b-tch i got issues, man, i got issues
and pick one, which one, n-gga, issues
i got problems, i got issues
tears, no tissues, yeah
i got problems and i got issues
things with the tissues

[verse 3]
walk up in my big shoes
sleepin’ on these n-ggas, man, you been snoozin’
ride around, been foolin’, uh-uh, they been coolin’
i got issues, i got issues
pick yours, which ones, in the big shoes
when the cops not around, man, open shop up
when the cops on a n-gga block, let the glock bust, uh
i got issues, you can’t tell what i been through
since a little dude, i would skip school
man, i been fresh, but i had issues
in detention, i was pimpin’, tell a b-tch
tell the teacher, tell the teacher, “go and gimme kiss”
and i missed the quiz, man, i cheated on my mans
i never gave a f-ck in the hallway with my friends
i was runnin’ from the f-cking truancy
in the end of [?] it’s only you and me
truth with your n-gga, man, i got f-ckin’ problems
i ain’t prayin’, man, strip a n-gga down like he naked, man

[outro]
d-mn, uh, issues, issues

- aap rocky

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