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letra de problems - woodland drive

[verse 1: malkaveli]
i hope the angels are watching over my shoulder
i constantly need acceptance, probably ’til the world is over but i
carry myself with the utmost bubbly, humbling lil grin while something’s troubling underneath my skin
always wanted to win
but i feel like a loser lately
yeah i been losing lately
now i’m putting it through my cadence
’cause introverts thank god for the internet ’cause face to face is awkward to state my problems i ain;t into that
this mentality got me feeling like my pen pals might
believe in me a little more than my parental
it’s kinda tragic that they don’t see the vision but when i give em’ half of what i make they gon’ see division
yeah they gon’ see the million dollars bubble up like a fanta
but my grandmama gone and it got the family in shambles (rip)
mama stressing over bills i just feel like a cancer
that’s the woman who was feeding me and changing my pampers
i been dealing with sad nights, sad life for a young n-gga
dealing with my ups and my downs just like a half pipe
that’s right never will fall victim to a gun’s trigger
maintaining my shine in the abyss just like a flashlight
go ahead let it shine then
just look at you rhymin’
you that n-gga with the flow, it ain’t at the store because it’s priceless
when its 11pm in your room and you struggle to sleep ’cause you fightin’ with yourself and you brainstorming too hard train of thought turn into lightnin’
when the rain settles and clouds thin out maybe your day will…brighten
you think of the girl and she is your world and wonder “whats the right timin’?”
to tell her you love her and you wanna cuddle and it might be a silver linin’ but you anxious

[verse 2: john locke]
sometimes i’ll be stuck in a hard place, dark place
wondering if i be making my mother proud with the music that i make, yeah
half of the people i know don’t know what i been through
i don’t let em’ see through, my pain will reap you
it’s lethal
maybe i can teach you how to be better
never folding under pressure, like when the rain hit umbrellas
when it be coming to rapping i come for the smoke like i just shot a berretta
i fell like a veteran, i’m only 20 but feel like i’m better than
you, you, you and you, you, you, you and you
every day i find myself, battling with the man in the mirror
fear of disappointment, failure, love
anything of the above
i feel like i’m up, 777
i feel like i’m down, 666
all of the money is falling i need the umbrella the sky is the limit the way that i’m coming i’m breaking the limit my money was midget and no, i won’t miss it
sometimes things get tough and i feel like what i’m doing’s not enough
but i gotta keep my head high
i don’t wanna work no 9-5
putting in work until i die
hope i see like 95
i was born in ’99
i bet you can’t walk a mile in my shoes
bet you can’t do the things that i do
’cause i’m built for this, the reason i’m here i was sent for this
my own worst enemy, nemesis, and i play the life game like genesis
whoever whatever get in my way get moved to the side
i do not have time i’m chasing my dream until my life feel like a dream
i feel like a king, i feel like i’m martin luther the way i be giving these speeches (speeches)
we all got problems
we all got problems
we all got problems
we all got problems

[verse 3: jaysolo]
grew up, had a brother he was there for me
5 years apart but feel like he a twin to me
pushing me, telling me keep my head up and go better myself
he watching my steps, he telling me just be better than him
i didn’t listen, i lost my vision threw away the mission, yeah
i caused some troubles, made life a struggle mama had hustle, yeah
dad was in and out the jail cells
i was in the back of the cop car in atl
me, brother my cousin was in the station, no where to go
had to call my mama and told her she hopped right on the road
walked up in the building, she grabbed us and said we gotta go yeah
said gotta leave yeah
she didn’t want us seeing
the emotions that she was concealing
don’t follow his shoes
don’t copy his moves
she don’t wanna watch me lose
she don’t wanna watch me fail
rise up, rise up young king i just wanna prevail (prevail)
i gotta provide for my family put it on god man i swear (i swear)
i been the middle child in the family i just wan’ show em’ i care (i care)
reliable old friend like i’m anthony
need me? i pull up i’m there (i’m there)
if you ever cross me like dababy you might as well pack in the mail (the mail)
if you ever cross me like dababy you might as well pack in the mail (the mail)

[outro: jaysolo]
oh oh oh
we all got problems
woahh
we got problems
we got problems
we got problems

- woodland drive

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