A song made by MAL3k
A song made by MAL3k
Yeah, yeah
They know what's up
On God
They talk tough but they ain't really on it
I pull up, they scatter like roaches in the morning
Got opps watching every move I'm making
But when it's smoke time, these boys be shaking
I done lost brothers to this street life
Now I'm moving different, keeping heat tight
They say I'm a problem, yeah I know it
Every verse I drop, man I show it
I'm a problem, problem, problem
In these streets I solve 'em
They don't want no drama
But I bring that karma
I'm a problem, problem, problem
Watch how I evolve 'em
They don't want no static
This life get tragic
Used to move in silence, now they know my name
When you're really dangerous, you don't gotta claim
Foolios get dealt with when they play both sides
In these wicked streets ain't nowhere to hide
I seen real ones fall and fake ones rise
That's why I trust nobody, keep my circle tight
They wonder why I'm cold, why my heart froze
Lost too many dawgs to these street wars
I'm a problem, problem, problem
In these streets I solve 'em
They don't want no drama
But I bring that karma
I'm a problem, problem, problem
Watch how I evolve 'em
They don't want no static
This life get tragic
Yeah, on God
They know wassup
Grrah