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Problem Child
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Problem Child was released on February 12, 2026 by Grand Khai as a part of the album Clarity EP - Single
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Release DateFebruary 12, 2026
LabelGrand Khai
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grand Khai
Grand Khai
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khairi Allah
Khairi Allah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Minx
Minx
Producer

Lyrics

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Stop trynna hit mister master performer at fucking 29 years old
You understand, jokes
Lorraine, Tell him LL
16 years old, These mother fuckers we're rapping 15-14
This man is 29 years old, Ain't popping yet
You understand?
Unless he lying to me, Go get a fucking job
I been out the way
Bitches on my line, They trynna make feel a way
Old hoes crying, Texting me like where you stay
How the fuck they attached and I never took them on a date
I still get them attachments when they go through it with their bae
I can't sit up relaxing with you, Got too much on my plate
I hate when a **** make excuses, yea
My pops acting like I ain't that ****, yea
Six months I stayed with you out of 30 years, Never cried a tear
Never knew what I was showing through, I told you
You threw it in my face, yea
**** weird, Fuck it I'm prepared
Still no hate there, I just gotta get it off my chest
Big dawg, Humble ****, You know how I step
Queens **** but the Burg love me I guess
Rejuvenated every time I beat on my chest
Big dawg, I told Khaled that I'm next
Searching for them answers for a while and yo I got it now
You ain't happy for your son cause he just chose another route
Heard you tried to be a artist too and never made it out
Finna wear Prada for everything that you ain't proud of now
Confidence unwavering I always been a problem child
For older **** that just give up on they goals
Trynna look me in my soul
Saying I can't be a problem now
Well I guess I'm still the problem child
See I'm being straight wit-cha
I'm thinking 'bout me, it's about me
I give a fuck about me and mine
Take care of you and yours
(Don't worry 'bout me)
I don't, Never did
I don't worry 'bout shit
I don't worry 'bout life
'Cause I'ma live my life
(Why did you make life?)
Every night I pray
For peace and stability, I know **** look okay
But every time they close they eyes and they lay
Mind still racing, Heart still vacant
Counting up racks but the problems ain't fading
July baby, One, Nine, Nine, Five, Signed and dated
A real one born, Need more of me lately
Fuck doing favors, **** gotta pay me
Searching for them answers for a while and yo I got it now
You ain't happy for your son cause he just chose another route
Heard you tried to be a artist too and never made it out
Finna wear Prada for everything that you ain't proud of now
Confidence unwavering I always been a problem child
For older **** that just give up on they goals
Trynna look me in my soul
Saying I can't be a problem now
I guess it's clear that I'm my momma's child
Written by: Khairi Allah
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