Problems

How many more moons til I'm out of luck And those four leaf clovers in the grass don't amount to much The day I'm not protected by the 7 tatted on my arm (Tatted on my arm, tatted on my arm) That is when I'll know for certain that my time is up Days are always numbered when you're on the run Check, what Pass me the keys to that droptop Zeros in my balance I ain't got much Usually I manage on some pot luck Life can be a beach when your funds up Relations with myself call it tough love That shit been up and down like she took lead Figured that getting out of town coulda stopped some Desires for some riches tryna catch me out The seduction of a bankroll One of many things that I ran from Long term can't say I planned for Wrong turn led down the road Where I spent all my money saved nada and I gambled In all honesty I could do with ample P's in my pocket Please understand the mantra, yeah I wish I didn't wish that I had some I know I said I didn't need it (Need it, need it, need it) But look at where the hell im at now (Stranded, hands up, broke down) Maybe I didn't want the trouble (Trouble, trouble, trouble) Of more money more problems (The fake shit, the snake hiss on my conscience) I don't know where I'm going Why you following me? Think I lost myself a little more than what it may seem Really if I'm being honest the boys just down on his luck It's not like he ain't ever been here before It's been a minute I've been looking for a soft spot Stuck between a boulder and a hard place Take me back to chilling playing hopscotch Or teen days dodging bacon like I'm plant based, yeah Face of the earth seems I dropped off Since it's been all hands on deck like a card game At least Ive broken the habit wanting to smoke up, yeah So you'll just have to tell me how the grass tastes Nobody's ever good as gold I'd be the first one to admit it So I've been looking for that silver lining in my spirit Understanding where I'm coming from it could take you a minute If you couldn't really see Xin was Nix in mirror image Look I've been running a marathon it wouldn't hurt to finish Clocking the fear I couldn't crush it up and bill it The curse of being tainted by a super stack of lizzes It ain't easy not to stray when you're surrounded by the wicked I know I said I didn't need it (Need it, need it, need it) But look at where the hell im at now (Stranded, hands up, broke down) Maybe I didn't want the trouble (Trouble, trouble, trouble) Of more money more problems (The fake shit, the snake hiss on my conscience)