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NO PROBLEMS
Hip-Hop/Rap
NO PROBLEMS κυκλοφόρησε στις 10 Οκτωβρίου 2025 από Only Good Vibez Entertainment ως μέρος του άλμπουμ LOVE OF THE HUSTLE
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ΆλμπουμLOVE OF THE HUSTLE
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας10 Οκτωβρίου 2025
ΕτικέταOnly Good Vibez Entertainment
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM108

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnathan Austin
Johnathan Austin
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnathan Austin
Johnathan Austin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh "Wavy" Kang
Josh "Wavy" Kang
Mastering Engineer
Nishant "AYEFORREALMVP" Rawat
Nishant "AYEFORREALMVP" Rawat
Producer

Στίχοι

Keeping to myself, don't want no problems
Walking with the .45
7.62 in the backpack
Why you acting like that?
Keeping to myself, don't want no problems
Walking with the .45
7.62 in the backpack
Why you acting like that?
Why the fuck you ask that?
Why you looking like that?
Artillery, like in Iraq
Glock in my briefs, like a thigh pad
Why you tote it? It's the second amendment
If a **** try with me, I'm gonna end it
Cut, cut, cut, like I direct a film
No cap, all I want is the bills
Tryna make a M, like monopoly
Then I want B, blunt stank like broccoli
Can't trust you, you gone
All I know is finesse, getting checks with my bros
Run it up with the best, I can't stress it, I'm on
Chill ass **** running through the zip codes
I ain't got no beef, 'cause I got it on my own
I had some old homies, that ain't even make it home
Why you keep a strap? Because I got to make it home
Oh no, no! He's gonna blow
Boom, mushroom like a big bomb
Fuck a wave, this my typhoon
Ain't tryna get it with me, move
Ain't slowing down for you, no
Young Metro, I can't trust you
Can't finesse me, I know, you wasn't smooth
Getting checks, just like the white dudes
Why they got to hate how I move?
Damn, they don't like the way I'm moving
I ain't asking questions, come out shooting
I'm paranoid, I'm gonna use it
Shoot 'em like a movie, no amusement
I know **** with the movement
Still remember the first day that I used it
Smoke everywhere, ears ringing like a bell
Rolling up skunk pack, that shit smell
Keeping to myself, don't want no problems
Walking with the .45
7.62 in the backpack
Why you acting like that?
Why the fuck you ask that?
Why you looking like that?
Artillery, like in Iraq
Glock in my briefs, like a thigh pad
Keeping to myself, don't want no problems
Walking with the .45
7.62 in the backpack
Why you acting like that?
Why the fuck you ask that?
Why the fuck you ask that?
Why the fuck you ask that?
Why the fuck you ask that?
Written by: Johnathan Austin
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