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9Tails - Problems (prod. Syndrome) •lyrics below

Soundcloud link:Ouça problems (prod. syndrome) de 9TAILS #np na #SoundCloud   / problems-prod-syndrome   Lyrics Hook:] I got some problems Run and tell that To the few of you talking that shit But you never would hit my dm's Got shit on my mental I'm fucked in my mind But with the distractions I still look at you And I still see the slime [Verse 1:] Your main girl at my door like hello Like moto Want photos Girl it's a no go Gimme the loot and I'm out like diablo Or in twenty Actually no ones home spend plenty She lose the clothes Tell me motorboat Got me muffled out like Kenny No something doesn't sound right Hollup 9TAILS I thought you were a sad guy I'm perusing music I'm not pursuing a bad life If I get a chance to fix my shit I wanna live nice On that "I don't wanna listen to you if you do not wanna die" Tell me why Cause those comments tend to keep me up at night I'm not offended But I'm not pretending That my sadness more than average Just so I can take advantage of the scene Whiter then the filling in a Krispy Kreme Got no lean But the green Come a quarter ounce a week I smoke until I sleep Substitute my antidepressants For some OG [Hook:] I got some problems Run and tell that To the few of you talking that shit But you never would hit my dm's Got shit on my mental I'm fucked in my mind But with the distractions I still look at you And I still see the slime [Verse 2:] Big 9mm glass bong Walk in with it Dirty week old water Dump it out and fill it in the kitchen See the resi hit the dishes Shit disgusting Swear this shit could prolly kill some fishes I'm insane But you prolly think I'm bluffing Next time I should down the water burping like it's nothing Next time I might leave the party without saying nothing Think I gotta meet my cousins or something I should get cutting Talking all that shit you gotta try and back it up Know you told the boys but that shit will not be enough I could pick and choose what verses I could light you up with Bars that burn you down it have you looking like a sunset Smoking on the beach I blow it out into the ocean None of you are good for anything but the commotion [Hook:] I got some problems Run and tell that To the few of you talking that shit But you never would hit my dm's Got shit on my mental I'm fucked in my mind But with the distractions I still look at you And I still see the slime I got some problems Run and tell that To the few of you talking that shit But you never would hit my dm's Got shit on my mental I'm fucked in my mind But with the distractions I still look at you And I still see the slime [Verse 3:] Dirty Nike roshes Guacomole Breathing inward slowly 24 grams in my bag I call it kobe pack Shit'll blow you back Make you see the zodiac Start the sodastream Bubble up the juice and jack She gimme oral b Like she was tryna fight the plaque