Skeme - Issues lyrics

rate me

feat. T.I. & RJ

(Intro)

Do the shit, I like when you banz on it

Smoke here for this shit bro

Gansta grill, you right

(Verse)

Let’s keep the best, or you never switch on

Yeah the buggers in the watch, yeah they pasted on

Now they hangin cuz the young nigga beat

Nuch hangin’ cuz the young nigga been swangin’

Bent my last dollar that your bitch wanna kiss on

I’m the only nigga I can call on

So I keep my own phone number on my other phone

I’mma stich your ass nigga when you call the pussy

I’mma claim her I’m the only one who’ll fuckin’ on

2 hundred cash, got a lot of cash

Sill smash on me, I get your body back

They gonna act the carnet cold all for thang tax

Tell ‘em bay, tell, tell ‘em nigga what I’m on

(Hook)

I got rich nigga issues x 2

Erythin’ is on the real nigga

Fuck you and your nigga, bitch

I got rich nigga issues x 2

They always gettin’ on for real nigga

Fuck you and that real nigga

(Verse)

Man I promise I’ll just scratch my brand new benly,

Pullin’ enough on my jack

If that ain’t bad enough, I’d jump enough a hundred rack

So they’ll see you, try to figure, how to fuck her, I get it back

Call a million dollars on the crack

Get a hundred million on the rap

Try to make it beat, for, for me

And they let me with the bay cuz I keep her really fine

I’m dope , won’t feel, won’t you hear?

I’mma stack enough to keep out of jail

Keep it real

The trap is all I ever do

All we do is gettin’ dough until we die, the fuck is you doin’?

Probably beefi’ on the internet

Ain't finna play with these hoers niggas I'm too rich for that

Hey, get back in the bitch nigga section

They seen a bad day sippin’ when I have ya

(Hook)

(Verse)

Ooh, had dope in the T-Shirt

I saw coke up the break, ooh

Young plug nigga went to crib school

Big move, got it of the doc like this scrubs ooh

I won’t let these rumors get pass of me

Separate the streets with this rap money

My name get bigger bout the ticket, got my foot in the dough

Same day I got a feet in

Was different, trip it by money and ambition

Let me tell me to cross over in transitions

Look, bitches won’t let me pull out the pipe man

Left ‘em in the comma

I say “Future” with this life style

More money, more issues

Still send a white bitch when I rent to

Look, everybody focus on my life

I just bent another ban on the dice

Nigga fuck on it

(Hook)