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Problematic
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Problematic fue lanzado el 11 de diciembre de 2020 por Rostrum Records como parte del álbum Problematic - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento11 de diciembre de 2020
Sello discográficoRostrum Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM81

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Taleban Dooda
Taleban Dooda
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Darren A. Wright Jr.
Darren A. Wright Jr.
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Hakeem Augustin
Hakeem Augustin
Producción

Letra

[Intro]
It was problematic
Tried to give her love, but it was problematic
(You know this beat is worth a fuckin' Keylow)
Tried to give her love, but it was problematic
I even told her what it was, but she still act dramatic
Huh, she still act dramatic
[Chorus]
I tried to give her love, but it was problematic
I even told her what it was, but she still act dramatic
If I put on my mask and gloves, I'm 'bout to let 'em have it
'Cause when I lost one of my thugs, it filled me up with sadness
[Verse 1]
Dropped out of school, jumped in the field, it turned me to a savage
Totin' steel, a healthy kid, I fell in love with cabbage
Rees was blowed, we lost A4, he ain't know what happened
And we can't never let it go, we get down in traffic
But I feel like Durk, it's all love
When that shit hurt, I call drugs
The crackers fiending, they want all us
I don't know who tellin', I don't know who to trust
Couple months back, it wasn't all love
They walkin' up with open hand, now they tryna show love
They want me dead, so I put all my trust inside these slugs
Long live Corleone, he my ghetto angel, watchin' from above
[Chorus]
I tried to give her love, but it was problematic
I even told her what it was, but she still act dramatic
If I put on my mask and gloves, I'm 'bout to let 'em have it
'Cause when I lost one of my thugs, it filled me up with sadness
[Verse 2]
Uh, this some bullshit, they tryna give my **** fifteen years
They know we hood rich, we gettin' bucks and I ain't talkin' deer
The feds done came to town so you know this shit, it gettin' real
Free lil' Baby out the pound, I pray my **** get appeal (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Just tell me how you gangsta and you tell (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
**** cappin', I don't tell no fairy tales (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Let a **** run up on me, I'ma wish him well
[Chorus]
I tried to give her love, but it was problematic
I even told her what it was, but she still act dramatic
If I put on my mask and gloves, I'm 'bout to let 'em have it
'Cause when I lost one of my thugs, it filled me up with sadness
Written by: Darren A. Wright Jr.
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