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Problem Solved
1253
Hip-Hop/Rap
Problem Solved è stato pubblicato il 21 febbraio 2021 da TST Records come parte dell'album Problem Solved - Single
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Data di uscita21 febbraio 2021
EtichettaTST Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trapstar Toxic
Trapstar Toxic
Songwriter

Testi

Check it, look
I told the feds its entertainment, I don't fly birds
I get cracking if its poppin' I don't type words
My lifestyle is gangland, but I'm diverse
Even when I was locked I told my brother, put the line first
Caught up in a maze, I made money off of haze
Caught a sentence won't complain
Middle finger to the jakes
I've seen mum shed tears, I've seen brother part ways
He's a snitch but you fucked with that brother to get paid
Busy flying them hustling's in me a trapping african
Hit her from the back and she'll be back again
She don't understand me, I don't understand myself
All I do is hustle, gotta hustle, Im about my wealth
I'm still fucking with them albos the quotes are cheap
I hit him up like "Yo Tony, [...]"
I give a fuck about them haters, can't see 'em for my views
That's my D, but she says that I got too much attitude
Lets Go
Hella nights when them feds kept knocking though
I took L's and turned them to a problem solved
I need another load, and you ain't getting in this crib
You need another code
And everything you see that glitters isn't always gold
I told my brother I got him but he already knows
Gladiators Russell Crowe
Where I'm from it's kind of sticky gotta keep it close
Because they label me a rapper so they could approach
Steps turn the beat up and let me feel it with lyrics that say Im angry all the time but they don't see how Im living
Came home I had to bounce back my minds in a blizzard
All I know is rappers chat but god won't give me a ticket
Feds try to fade me out, had me living like a peasant
That was two Christmases, couldn't give my son a present
Listen, thoughts love my body's caged but mind isn't
Speak it into existence, ballin' Detroit pistons
Two power exes twinnin', sister, sister
Yea they know me I get popping like some blisters
Im from a real era beat my gun before Insta
They be trippin' doing things tryna get the views
If I show the fans my life the feds would interlude
Fam that means intercept
I took too many L's I can't go back to penn
They got me arguing with staff they're fucking up my spence
Fam its all a fucking mess
*Heartbeats*
Hella nights when them feds kept knocking though
I took L's and turned them to a problem solved
I need another load, and you ain't getting in this crib
You need another code
And everything you see that glitters isn't always gold
I told my brother I got him but he already knows
Gladiators Russell Crowe
Where I'm from it's kind of sticky gotta keep it close
Because they label me a rapper so they could approach
Hella nights when them feds kept knocking though
I took L's and turned them to a problem solved
I need another load, and you ain't getting in this crib
You need another code
And everything you see that glitters isn't always gold
I told my brother I got him but he already knows
Gladiators Russell Crowe
Where I'm from it's kind of sticky gotta keep it close
Because they label me a rapper so they could approach
Written by: Trapstar Toxic
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