Lupe Fiasco - No Problems lyrics

rate me

Ft. Future

(Produced by JUSTICE League)

(Intro)

Turn up, turn up, turn up

Turn up, turn up, turn up

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Young Francis on the Drogas)

(Verse: Lupe Fiasco)

Five niggas, counted five niggas, all inside of that roller coaster

Loop-de-loop, ova and ova

Dope Francis, pulling Drogas

Shaka Zulu in the tub, holding toasters, niggawood

In the club, on the sofa, on the wall he got two chains

On her titties boy, that's a motorboat

Ya can go with Noah, go ovaboat her

Like Pac, so crazy, silver Surfer, so wavy

Beat Army, go Navy, so cool, go baby

Golden blue, so navy, old school, I'm so eighties

Drop verses, top earnin', convert a bird and I'm so Shady

Keith Richards, I'm no Grady, I'm all tsunami, can't point break me

I'm so...

(Hook: Future)

I don't want no problems

I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)

(Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco)

Lupeland, carnival

Barnum & Bailey pardon ya, place car with barre, barnival

Lose control, bumper car or two, lose control

Like funnel cake from that fun house, ya luv an arm or two

Doing battle with the bottles like a baller too

Like a carnivore at a bar-b-que

Art of war, arsenal

I'm a level four on yo armor too

Nigga that don't match, armadillo

That don't rap, what's wrong with ya

That's detrimental

Homeboy, residential mind state

Existential Rollex

Presidental, time waits

For no man that I've ever met

Tell him no standard that I've ever set

Live right now like it's betta yet

Treat a trash can like a treasure chest

Don't jump ship for a betta deck

Or dump chips on a betta bet

Don't change gangs for a less set

Full of fake niggas to get betta checks

When it's real niggas that ain't never never left

Their good ghetto for a betta mess

And my father told me just die well

So I'ma do my best to have a betta death

And give a lot cause yo deeds speak when ya resurrect

Bout revolution ain't ready yet

But ya don't never know so don't ever guess on letter X

(Hook: both)

(Lupeland, freak show, eyes all in that peep hole

Ya believe that ya know that girl but I don't really think so)

I don't want no problems

I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)

I don't want no problems

I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)

(Outro)

(Paris skirt in her Paris heels

Where we at? Where is real?

Lupeland, cotton candy, carousals, ferris wheels)

I don't want no problems

I don't want no problems

I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling

I'm just playing, I'm gon' kill em'

Where yo niggas?

I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x2)