Even then I still made sure no kids got hurt
Soakin' in Remy, sittin' back smokin' a twenty
You could tell niggaz styles by they ways of parkin'
Get bagged over some bullshit and see me snitch
But it seems, y'all would rather see me hit than see my rich
Told me to take this chance
(It's all for y'all now)
You found the answer
But you found the answer
And no one could seem to solve them
(You know)
And no one could seem to solve them
I had some problems
(It's all for y'all now)
Cold-steel nickels and Phil, I'm still wit you
Love the streets, the science of the drugs that's deep
From jags to jeeps, hoop ties with the raggedy seats
I had some problems
Lower the smoke when I see the D's creepin' past me
(What y'all want from me?)
It's only real, certain niggaz mention my name
(I got it locked, feel me)
Beats, relax me, good cheeba keeps me nasty
Infinite game, get chills on the strength of my chain
The stress got 'em, who else wanna express they problems
Unseen when I'm low but still right in your face
Never show envy, got a style I maxed
I had some problems
Some relate, others stay numb in the face
Too many niggaz got deep emotions
Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten below
Tree smokin', hustle the rap I'ma keep ropin'
I did dirt through my days but hid my work
Iceberg-in on the Turnpike mergin'
Tryin' to keep steps ahead like we runnin' a race
To a false, feel a fake love or hate
My game's jumpin', we all had our days of barkin'
Paranoid to the point, it's like we over-do it
Shit is scabby, the hustlin' is so in me
Light makeup, that shit that blend right wit they skin
Nikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slim
I'm like po' back in eighty-fo', now smile at that
Duckin' the NARC's, born bustin' Dutches apart
Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate
Just imagine how I'm movin' if we had any beef
(Not a soul, baby)
So what's the issue? All dick sucks is still official
But you found the answer
Toast on me, smoke spray our potpourri
And no one could seem to solve them
Y'all can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be
I had some problems
Told me to take this chance
I'm so skinny but that semi-auto's right in my waist
I'm just another nigga next up, tryin' to eat
Told me to take this chance
Late night, right brake lights black excursion
Police press up, peep how the beasts arrest ya
And no one could seem to solve them
Like I'm a sucker for love wit some easy dick
I had some problems
But you found the answer
Why dispute it? Dough got us so polluted
Told me to take this chance
You found the answer
(Not a soul, baby)
Told me to take this chance
Hopin' some AIDS ho, bitch'll leave me sick
(You know)
Rough up, handcuff, then treat you lesser
(You know)
Love pussy wit pretty lips, when you fuck it, it fart
You found the answer
Friend or foe, freak for the rims that glow
Get upset but real vets respect the bottom
And no one could seem to solve them
(It's all for y'all now)
(Not a soul, baby)
Sweep the next, been knowin' since my feet got wet
From the best turned vet learned to speak direct
