Issue (feat. Devan Ibiza)

My n we got a issue Cause n talking I don't fuck with the drama I pick up the phone like I missed you What up, what up I got that green, I got mildew I used to mumble, but I'm done being humble I'm done being fake I just kilt you Aye I don't fiend for no bread i make my own dough I got A&R's and they stay involved And they dick riding my shows Cause my name popping and my chain rock When I train hop with my bro's And I shake them off When they taking off Cause they taking all of my flows They taking all of my Rap I don't feel it anymore I know I'm blacker than black Adade up in the back I'm sorry I wanna trap I don't want to go poor Started with a dream and a dollar On team full of fiends of the green shooting threes Iguodala I got a seed not a father I'm living life in the hoopty I need my impala Who am I to utilize the click clack You can probably utilize the booth You and I were truly on the get back Rapping while I euthanize the booth I can really talk about the real shit All my niggas talk about the proof Booth the only n that I chill with Everybody else ain't got the juice I'm an evil ass nigga like Cavanaugh Hood i ain't really get the mac involved I was outside on the boulevard Waiting for the bus like I'm jacking off And everybody wanna talk Can you walk the walk? N who are you When niggas shoot like what are you to do Except spread the word and crash funerals n My n we got a issue Cause n talking I don't fuck with the drama I pick up the phone like I missed you What up, what up I got that green I got mildew I used to mumble but I'm done being humble I'm done being fake I just kilt you Aye I don't fiend for no bread i make my own dough I got A&R's and they stay involved And they dick riding my shows Cause my name popping my chain rock When I train hop with my bro's And I shake them off When they taking off Cause they taking all of my flows They taking all of my I'm making the rules what a lesson to lose I'm bringing it back yo why would I lack when they want me under the shoes All my n on television for the wrong reason when they making the news And when n see me n saw things they can never assume My niggas don't got a clue I've been to ghetto to ghetto I've been to mad hoods Spending my money and put it up in a backwood It was like 7-Eleven rapping at 7-Eleven and I was set at 11 because I rap good They killed my n because the way he was acting He wanted love he started feeling a Mac 10 Like 40 acres I'm waiting I'm done asking Ima need like 400 properties and a stallion Rest in peace, n Rest in peace I get green like a gator I don't really want a hater want I love her like less than three Feel like a broken elevator Everybody wanna cater but nobody want to let us eat Crash dummy never testing me Gonna die before you ever get the best of me You're my child but you can never be the Destiny My n we got a issue Cause n talking I don't fuck with the drama I pick up the phone like I missed you What up, what up I got that green I got mildew I used to mumble but I'm done being humble I'm done being fake I just kilt you Aye I don't fiend for no bread i make my own dough I got A&R's and they stay involved And they dick riding my shows Cause my name popping my chain rock When I train hop with my bro's And I shake them off When they taking off Cause they taking all of my flows They taking all of my