Problem, Pt. 2

[Intro]
(lonzetheking)
Alright, Lonze, we doin' this again?
Alright
(lonzetheking)

[Verse]
I got a Call of Duty gun, it's a Black Ops
Try to run off, leave your brains on the blacktop
Fucked me up when I found out that my auntie smoke the crack rock
Could've made a million dollars off of music, but the feds took my laptop
Thinkin' 'bout the past, the first time I drunk some syrup was an Act' pop
First time I took some Xans, it made me black out
First time I got into it with a big nigga, I didn't back down
Whipped my heat, told him don't move and had Booter pat him down
He think he got one up, the FN sat him down
I know a nigga got robbed
A nigga got robbed sellin' weed on Facebook, they thought he had a pound
A nigga say he got a problem with me, he better fix his mouth
I ain't gon' say what I do to niggas, you'll figure it out
Doctors tryna find the cause of death, they couldn't figure it out
Got your family tryna piece shit together tryna figure it out
Bitch asked me why I act like this, she couldn't figure it out
I'd never beef with no nigga used to sleep on my couch
They asked me how much money I made today, it was a decent amount
Remember times I was fucked up, they was leavin' me out
Act like they ain't fuck with me, but they need me now
I been the same nigga, still say what up when you see me out
I'm the one who started all this shit, they can't leave me out
I know a nigga drunk heavy cough syrup, he usin' needles now
Real dope addict, he can't go around his people now
They thought I was lyin', they believe me now
Four-five hit him in his head, leave him bleedin' out
Thinkin' 'bout my old relationship, I should've cheated now
My old hoes tryna pull up on me, they can't see me now
Matter fact, I know they see me now
I could pick any bitch up that I want and go and beat her down
Your crowd ain't really the type that I like to be around
That's why I'm solo and you barely even see me around