Problem Solved

[Intro]
Check it, look

[Verse 1]
I told the feds its entertainment, I don't fly birds
I get cracking if its poppin' I don't type words
My lifestyle is gangland, but I'm diverse
Even when I was locked I told my brother, put the line first
Caught up in a maze, I made money off of haze
Caught a sentence won't complain
Middle finger to the jakes
I've seen mum shed tears, I've seen brother part ways
He's a snitch but you fucked with that brother to get paid
Busy flying them hustling's in me a trapping african
Hit her from the back and she'll be back again
She don't understand me, I don't understand myself
All I do is hustle, gotta hustle, Im about my wealth
I'm still fucking with them albos the quotes are cheap
I hit him up like "Yo Tony, [...]"
I give a fuck about them haters, can't see 'em for my views
That's my D, but she says that I got too much attitude
Lets Go

[Chorus]
Hella nights when them feds kept knocking though
I took L's and turned them to a problem solved
I need another load, and you ain't getting in this crib
You need another code
And everything you see that glitters isn't always gold
I told my brother I got him but he already knows
Gladiators Russell Crowe
Where I'm from it's kind of sticky gotta keep it close
Because they label me a rapper so they could approach

[Verse 2]
Steps turn the beat up and let me feel it with lyrics that say Im angry all the time but they don't see how Im living
Came home I had to bounce back my minds in a blizzard
All I know is rappers chat but god won't give me a ticket
Feds try to fade me out, had me living like a peasant
That was two Christmases, couldn't give my son a present
Listen, thoughts love my body's caged but mind isn't
Speak it into existence, ballin' Detroit pistons
Two power exes twinnin', sister, sister
Yea they know me I get popping like some blisters
Im from a real era beat my gun before Insta
They be trippin' doing things tryna get the views
If I show the fans my life the feds would interlude
Fam that means intercept
I took too many L's I can't go back to penn
They got me arguing with staff they're fucking up my spence
Fam its all a fucking mess
*Heartbeats*

[Chorus]
Hella nights when them feds kept knocking though
I took L's and turned them to a problem solved
I need another load, and you ain't getting in this crib
You need another code
And everything you see that glitters isn't always gold
I told my brother I got him but he already knows
Gladiators Russell Crowe
Where I'm from it's kind of sticky gotta keep it close
Because they label me a rapper so they could approach
Hella nights when them feds kept knocking though
I took L's and turned them to a problem solved
I need another load, and you ain't getting in this crib
You need another code
And everything you see that glitters isn't always gold
I told my brother I got him but he already knows
Gladiators Russell Crowe
Where I'm from it's kind of sticky gotta keep it close
Because they label me a rapper so they could approach