Money Problems

[Verse 1: Bozo]
Hey, yeah, I’m a master of the wiggle
I can shoot it off the dribble
To the south I’m a symbol
Big dog with the kibble
On the block spitting riddles
They can take it to the nipple
Feds catch you with a ghost they gon’ hit you with a nickel (let’s go)
Fo-five hit you in the back, you a cripple
Glock 9 hit you in the face, that’s a dimple
AR hit you in your chest, they gon’ miss you
You could find an early grave, I’m a slave to my pistol
I raise my hand, if I’m bringing up the issue
Big sureño, tattoos of cuauhtemoc
I’m a god in this temple, ain’t no fear on my schedule
I be wearing all blue and I’m feeling real smooth
Can’t stop for no bitch, I’ll be on my next move
Wanna soak up real game, look me up on YouTube
I’m outside with my gang, I’m a bruiser, I’m a goon
In a European coup, I got diamonds on the cruz
I be praying to Jesus, I don’t hesitate to shoot
He was bishop I was juice, ain’t no battle I can lose
Yeah on god, he was bishop I was juice, ain’t no battle I can lose

[Verse 2: Lefty Gunplay]
Look, I’m knee deep in the game I’m losing faith in god
Lately I been arguing with baby moms
Everyday I miss my cousin, that’s my dawg
Take me to Havana bitch and I’m fucking gone
Running away from this bitch, never come back if I could
Gunplay bitch, I got 2 guns
One day I’m a make it out the hood ma
Pulling up on a buster, where you from dog?
Ey, ey, it’s Left from the Kings
I’m the muthafucken ese throwing them threes
On that big 3 block posted in BP (Bolen)
Yeah mutha fuck all of my enemies
Look, look, and when they talk about the block they gon’ talk about me
And when they talk about the opp they gon’ talk about me, like
Yeah, they gon’ talk about me, yeah, what what
And when you gossip with your bitch you gon’ talk about me, like, yeah yeah
You gon’ talk about me
Fuck boy, I wet ‘em up and left ‘em dead up in the streets

[Outro: Bozo]
Baby don’t cry
You gotta keep your head up
I know it’s hard in these streets and you fed up
Baby don’t cry, yeah
Baby don’t cry, yeah
Homie we gon’ slide
You gotta keep your head up
I know it’s hard in these streets and you fed up
Homie we gon’ slide, yeah
Homie we gon’ slide, yeah