Problems
HOOK:
Yea the liq got me fucked up (fucked up)
All these kids getting drugged up (drugged up)
I was broke now I came up (came up)
Gucci shoes, yea the same ones (same ones)
Yea the liq got me fucked up (fucked up)
All these kids getting drugged up (drugged up)
I was broke now I came up (came up)
Gucci shoes, yea the same ones (same ones)
VERSE:
Got a ten, puff a ten
3 grams to thе body
Had a lot people doubtin’ but they seeing my army
You ain’t gonna see mе riding murdered out in the Audi
Picking out the dollar bills and all the rest of my money
It ain’t personal if I ain’t getting back to y’all text
I was working with my love to get it back into next
And then I threw em back in time to get an album to flex
But now the evils out get us all and there ain’t gon be nothing left
Driving through the derby in an Escalade
They be betting on me like I got the game
Riding through the city see the mess we’ve made
They ain’t really ready for the end of days
Cyrus:
"Can you count suckas?
I say the future is ours, if you can count
20,000 police in the whole town
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
CAN YOU DIG IT??"
HOOK:
Yea the liq got me fucked up (fucked up)
All these kids getting drugged up (drugged up)
I was broke now I came up (came up)
Gucci shoes, yea the same ones (same ones)
Yea the liq got me fucked up (fucked up)
All these kids getting drugged up (drugged up)
I was broke now I came up (came up)
Gucci shoes, yea the same ones (same ones)