Troubled feat. B.O.B, T.I., Dro

Intro:
Come on, come on
Come on, come on (x7)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Paint the ceiling with your feelings
Weigh your city with my thoughts
Guess I'm too much of a criminal, I'm a villain, what a cost
Seems like every time I talk, I set a million missiles off
Donald Sterling, my opinions, piss a million niggas off
This a million nigga march, it's a generation lost
Give a fuck who's sleeping on me, I don't speak no pillow talk
They don't hear me, they don't hear me, shit, I guess the signal's lost
This is me against the world, fuck, consider this a draw
I guess I'm too misunderstood, picking licks on this guitar
Well if Bobby Ray too country, I'm the black Tim McGraw
I got some shit up on my chest, and I can't wait to get it off
If it’s trouble that they looking for, I'll give them what they want

[Hook: Watch the Duck]
(Struggle)
Never should they test me now
You say you want some when you know you ain't want no
(Trouble) trouble, yeah
You don't want no problem
And no man shall ever back me down
You say you want some when you really know you don't want no
(Trouble) trouble, yeah
You don't want no problem

[Verse 2: T.I., & Young Dro]
From Bankhead, not born in the gutter, (born in the gutter)
My cousin and my brother, (my cousin and my brother)
And my other little cousin, ten years straight and we're waiting on my uncle
Wasn't no trouble, we had to hustle
Bought that work, yeah, had to double
We good, nigga, we do great
Even if not, nigga, we'll do bad together
Hey, from worse and all, (worse and all)
From bad to better, (better)
I told my folk if they ever get on, we gonna get care forever
And that's on my daddy, nigga
You remember me when I was a crack dealer and had a cap peeler
Now a nigga trapped wherever get 850 cause he wrapped up
Ain't gonna see no trap nigga knock no more money too slow
Nigga, there for me
You're like someone with a hundred keys trying to live off two-o
And you know, that I ain't with the drama
Because I'm about the ashy
Meet me nigga, you don't want no problem

[Hook: Watch the Duck, & Young Dro]
(Struggle)
Never should they test me now
You say you want some when you know you ain't want no
(Trouble) trouble, yeah
You don't want no problem
And no man shall ever back me down
You say you want some when you really know you don't want no
(Trouble) trouble, yeah
You don't want no problem

[Verse 3: Young Dro]
Yeah, I'm fire like Bic, I have the butane
Bankhead nigga, with hoes in Ukraine
Fuck your bitch [?], and fuck your rules [?]
A hundred thousand dollar shit as fast Usain
I hit the gas on your ass 'cause you lame
Your ass will get tamed
I'm Dro, Hannibal Lector, watch me eat half of his brain
With a bottle of Chianti, five of these insane
Keep on thinking I’m country
I bet you get played like a banjo
I'm the middle son [?], got the whole money [?]
Head on two, the things will get loose, or nah
Balling in winter in spring, the summer, or fall
And that pummel horse is real big, the same thing to make trust fall
[?], beat by the benz, the eyes are like frogs
You're a tadpole nigga, an asshole nigga
I'll kill you in the backbone, nigga
I'll knock your ass out the margin
Now ain't homeless, but I beg a bitch pardon
I got heartburn, too much Olive Garden
I got racks like Dolly Parton
That's Dro

[Hook: Watch the Duck]
(Struggle)
Never should they test me now
You say you want some when you know you ain't want no
(Trouble) trouble, yeah
You don't want no problem
And no man shall ever back me down
You say you want some when you really know you don't want no
(Trouble) trouble, yeah
You don't want no problem