Problems by Mook TBG
Problems by Mook TBG

Problems

Mook TBG * Track #11 On Death Chamber

Problems Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh, yeah
Huh-huh, huh
It's Mook
Go, go, go
Uh (Uh)
Uh-uh (Uh-uh)
Yes, sir
Stop it
(I been havin' problems)
Woah, woah

[Chorus]
I been havin' problems (Problems)
We send all my dawgs and I can't call 'em (Call 'em)
I smoke back to back, fuck up my conscience, damn (Conscience)
Broke nigga, need to stop with all that nonsense (Nonsense)
Keep a strap, we bust his ass, we go dumb shit (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Everywhere we go, keep that shit on me like John Wick (John Wick)
We let bullets go, fuck the opps, them niggas not 'bout shit (Hol' up, 'Bout shit)
Pull up by myself, just a few niggas, I rock with (Woah)
We go do a show, at a crowd, goin' dumb shit (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 1]
Ashes on my clothes, I don't care 'cause it don't cost shit (Cost shit)
We might wipe his nose, we don't stop with all that cop shit (Cop shit)
We be in the mall, we know he broke 'cause he don't cop shit
Niggas talkin' smoke, he get smoked, we gon' pop shit (Pop shit)
Broke with all that opp shit, we know he a joke, lil' nigga call him Croton (Croton)
I'm the fresh prince, Gucci button down cardigan (Cardigan)
Shit don't make no sense, how much niggas really spend, I got lit and crash the Ben
Nigga shot at me and miss, he mad about a bitch, I got rich can't tell me shit
Rather rock a Plain Jane, take them diamonds to my dentist
Lil' bitch, why you bitchin'? Wanna mention, bitch, you trippin'
It's Mook

[Chorus]
I been havin' problems (Problems)
We send all my dawgs and I can't call 'em (Call 'em)
I smoke back to back, fuck up my conscience, damn (Conscience)
Broke nigga, need to stop with all that nonsense (Nonsense)
Keep a strap, we bust his ass, we go dumb shit (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Everywhere we go, keep that shit on me like John Wick (John Wick)
We let bullets go, fuck the opps, them niggas not 'bout shit (Hol' up, 'Bout shit)
Pull up by myself, just a few niggas, I rock with (Woah)
We go do a show, at a crowd, goin' dumb shit (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 2]
Wake up everyday, leave the spot, I got that gun on me (Gun on me)
I can't pop a Perc, all this money be controllin' me (Controllin' me)
Put him on a shirt, we gon' find out what he worth (What he worth)
The cup is takin' over me, forgot that I was hurt
And we been up for four or five days puttin' in work (Puttin' in work)
My bitch she say, "I'm never home" get back, go buy a purse (Go buy a purse)
See, my money ridiculous, I hope that you're not serious
Shout out to my dawgs, that's my dawgs, fuck the law (Fuck the law)
Keep my circle tight 'cause I know them niggas be flaw
I don't say too much 'cause I can't talk 'bout what I saw
Niggas doin' too much, tryna catch up, we too far
She just wanna hop inside, she know she'll see the stars

[Chorus]
I been havin' problems (Problems)
We send all my dawgs and I can't call 'em (Call 'em)
I smoke back to back, fuck up my conscience, damn (Conscience)
Broke nigga, need to stop with all that nonsense (Nonsense)
Keep a strap, we bust his ass, we go dumb shit (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Everywhere we go, keep that shit on me like John Wick (John Wick)
We let bullets go, fuck the opps, them niggas not 'bout shit (Hol' up, 'Bout shit)
Pull up by myself, just a few niggas, I rock with (Woah)
We go do a show, at a crowd, goin' dumb shit (Skrrt, skrrt)

Problems Q&A

Who wrote Problems's ?

Problems was written by Mook TBG.

When did Mook TBG release Problems?

Mook TBG released Problems on Fri Jul 03 2020.

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