U gotta problem, homie U gotta problem

U gotta problem, homie U gotta problem

Got a problem, why you're jockin' on me

Looking at me plotting on me

If you got a problem homie I think I can solve it

Quit your yapping, shut your trap, talkin' crap & you judge

It aint distracting it just shows that you jealous of us

It aint no stopping rock and shows and yeah we blowin' it up

And hate is talkin' aint gon stop us they gon have to kill us

& Nah yo opinion aint affecting my Winnin'

Cause my style is unique so I dont follow no gimmicks

They got a problem with my profits so they makin' up topics

Try to stop us but gossip aint effecting my pockets

Yeah they Said we wouldn't do it, said we wouldn't make it

Said we fakin' yeah they hatin' and they testing my patience

But you just mad cause your fans is our fans now

We at ya shows & we the one's that make ya fans bounce

We on the TV & the posters at your friends house

And if you talkin' bout us then we all in ya mouth

U gotta problem, homie U gotta problem

U gotta problem, homie U gotta problem

You better think before you jumpin why you muggin and judging

Dragging my name thru the mud and back stabbin and bustin

You say them thangz bout me homie i aint your fantasy

Tried to flip the script but you cant turn the page on me

I see you hatin on my style that hatred it shows

So negative & bitter lookin like the rest of them trolls

Sending me messages & constantly commentin

Its like you gotta crush and wantin all my attention

You keep on postin bout me

& tellin jokes about me

See all u really doin is just promotin bout me

Opinionated with hatred Trying to make it contagious

I'm livin proof dat u puttin lies in yo statements

So when Rumors Droppin in its them fabels once again

& it might be gettin spinz ill prove em wrong in the end

All that talkin needs to quit gone ahead and lock yo lips

Tellin lies like you slick but it aint no stoppin this

U gotta problem, homie U gotta problem

U gotta problem, homie U gotta problem