I swear to God I be trying to chill, but every once in a while somebody try to pull me out of my comfort zone, know what I'm saying?

Now this is for whoever want it, we on that forever never slumming, it ain't masculine for one to keep they lips running

Do something, sniper rifle up the crew gunning, ill with aim we still remain moving upward

Who's the sucker, me or you, let's find out, I give your ass something to rhyme about

Now jot it down, ask if it was a problem, I heard not a sound

And I can't respect you getting bold when I'm not around

You some kind of beat around the bush ass nigga, I mean I'm asking

Want some man to man shit cause dancing around them grounds

You get your ass whipped for less than your shoebox stashed, lucky I have kids

I think about the repercussions, when we were younger we were lunching off the reefer, beef would be redundant

Really, if any give me a call, the winds get windy and my world chill, permanent fraud

Pride tossed with them wide eyed balls like what's happening, fuck the chit chatting, not easily distracted

Business on bout my bread so better have it standard, anything else is problematic

Only if you owe me best to have my bread cause I just left the band

And it ain't alright, nah it ain't alright, take my shit on time enough

Start the second verse off with one two, niggas who don't punch clocks will punch you

If you threatening they livelihood it may not be good

Where's my cut, what, all you done got me fucked up

Rage is making veins more present, take a deep breath for a second

Disrespecting, you get your lines disconnected, all of your possessions collected

And then we exit, dyslexic with the turnaround of funds

Absorb yours kinda sorta like sponge, had to be done

Jump out there then gravity come, run in your mouth with your raggedy tongue

Serpent like, the type that roam the earth at night, that gold light burn bright

But is it worth your life, remember back met a bully then I learnt to fight

Fuck your height, I'ma stand up right, little Mac against Mike

He blinking, I threw a right, left, right, black a nigga, I ain't no sight left

Tight, problematic

Recognize, ain't no need of me lying, look here

I'ma need cheese and a large amount or I'ma flip on you

And it ain't alright, nah it ain't alright

Talk about out the side of your mouth, huh

Well you know you owe somebody, talking about you don't have it

Problematic, world is bonded by the elf status

Problematic, know that's how you the only one that's laughing

Problematic, friends falling up from all of that jabbing

Problematic, you're like three months late, next time I see you

Problematic, I got the smack of grown man in front of people

Problematic, when you peaceful look at how them niggas treat you

Problematic, had you coming to your job just to greet you

Problematic