Problems

Check this, nigga, yo Yo, bro, bro (what's up, bro? What's up?) Ca-can you cut the lights out? Thank you Man, I'm goin' through these phases, yeah Where I'm feelin' like a baby, yeah And I'm driftin' like Mercedes, yeah Say my demons, they don't phase me, uh 'Cause I'm starrin' in they faces, yeah And I think they need a face lift, yeah (These ugly motherfuckers) yeah-yeah Yeah Ugly motherfuckers, they tryna take my life He already paid my price They know they got no right So they keep me up all night 'Cause they hate to see me alright The problems wouldn't let me be I'm a young boy I'm too young for these type of things, I see The police wouldn't let me breathe I'm just tryna keep it G I'm tired of it So this is to the powers that be I don't know you, and you don't know me But I'm beggin' you please If you ever listen to this I'm beggin' that you listen to me I just wanna be a young man in my own country Where the government not tryna take nothin' from me Grip loosenin', they tryna take my life from me Cops come around, I'm always feelin' kinda dodgy Well, fuck me What your baby know about this feelin'? What your baby know about these daily-deadly killings? What your baby know about these gunmen that's been killin'? It don't even matter 'cause it's fuck what I've been feelin' I'm just happy to be alive And you know that two wrongs don't make a right And they never been right And these niggas never wanna be right Yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, it's the LNC You know me You know me You know me My nigga, you know me