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letra de problem - chance connor

[intro: chance connor]

ceez
and the young man f-ckin’ wit me is dsidewalk
let’s do this

[verse 1: chance connor]

i got b-lls and they hang low
come equipped wit horns and a halo
don’t know if i’m a demon
don’t be feelin’ like an angel
i didn’t know to expect when i grew (true!)
i did no different then them or then you (yup!)
tried to be innocent playin’ wit figures
don’t play wit my figures respect to my crew (abstract!)
cause we out here tryna get it (get it!)
got me feeling optimistic (mistic!)
if you ain’t tryna make it work (work!)
get the f-ck up out my business
i’m out here tryna do it you talkin’ stupid i gotta prove it
y’all get outmaneuvered it’s not a movement if y’all not movin’
my to-do list droppin’ the hottest music in hot pursuit of
ben-ja-mins respect add power to it too (montana!)
you ain’t never heard it like that (nope!)
howling at the full moon in the nightcap (nightcap!)
you ain’t f-ckin wit my roster
screaming “what the bomboclat!” take the mic back (take it back!)
cause muf-ckers be really about the chit chat
i’m bout my bank like piggy but i’m the big bad
wolf, breaking down your brick house
brick by brick and on record i’ma flip that (flip that!)

[hook: chance connor]

it ain’t never been a problem (no)
it ain’t never been a problem (problem)
it ain’t never been a problem (no)
it ain’t never been a problem (problem)
it ain’t never been a problem (no)
it ain’t never been a problem (problem)
it ain’t never been a problem (no)
it ain’t never been a (tell’em)

[verse 2: dsidewalk]

aye
every single artist is a duplicate
i ain’t makin’ music i just fool wit it
now i’m blowin’ up cause i love to spit
walkin’ in the room and they drool for kibz
cool wit it, i ain’t really like that
steppin’ on the beat wit my mic i can rock that
yeah that boy white but girls think they got pac back
respect to the goats like heads lil uzi worships
it’s certain, i ain’t even made to dessert yet
i’m nervous, i ain’t even figure out my purpose
you burning? you ain’t even seen me at my worse yet
i’m way more flame than boy dante’s inferno
my rhyme is the word though my mind run in circles
i’m practically runnin’ laps annoy you like urkel
but how in heck they gonna beat me aye?
turn down the show like i’m ri-ri aye
tell’em you’re corny and cringey okay?
tell’em i feel like a menace with game
tell’em to put me on everything while everything gonna go grow in my name
i’m super insane tell’em that young boy be feenin’ for fame
tell’em that young boy been cookin’ since 8th
tell’em that i rap for everything so losing will never ever enter my space
tell em

[hook: chance connor, dsidewalk & both]

it ain’t never been a problem (no)(aye!)
it ain’t never been a problem (problem)(huh?)
it ain’t never been a problem (no)(whoa)
it ain’t never been a problem (problem)(aye!)
it ain’t never been a problem (no)(huh?)
it ain’t never been a problem (problem)(whoa)
it ain’t never been a problem (no)(aye!)
it ain’t never been a (tell’em)(problem)
(huh?)

- chance connor

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