You don't want me bein' your problem

Church

You don't want me bein' your problem

I'm too low key, you won't even see it comin'

The backwoods raised a menace, I'm intertwined in the holler

Neck done turned maroon, got navy blue on the collar

You don't want me bein' your problem

I'm too low key, you won't even see it comin'

The backwoods raised a menace, I'm intertwined in the holler

Neck done turned maroon, got navy blue on the collar

I'm on a rampage

Seems like I'm rampin' up at the risin' of age

I feel like my attitude effectin' the climate

And that's 'cause it is and I'm floodin' the place

They can't even stomach my face

Until they need a shirt, so I give 'em mine

On my front is my face, back is the name

It's me, Tennessee 'til I'm six to the grave

More flow than the Cumberland River with rain

My lyrics are infinite pain

My halo is ripped from the battles while slayin' the rage

What covers the coverin' page?

I think I discovered a whole 'nother brain

Hover over the highest level that they make

Baby face finna take y'all all on a chase

To a field of cows, I got the cash in the case

Now watch a motherfucker go pop that thing

You don't want me bein' your problem

This neck too red, high level swamp water

You don't want me bein' your problem

I was made in the south where the DNA be mobbin', ay

You don't want me bein' your problem

I'm too low key, you won't even see it comin'

The backwoods raised a menace, I'm intertwined in the holler

Neck done turned maroon, got navy blue on the collar

You don't want me bein' your problem

I'm too low key, you won't even see it comin'

The backwoods raised a menace, I'm intertwined in the holler

Neck done turned maroon, got navy blue on the collar

I feel the vibe the game givin' me now

It's obvious they want me out, they want me to drown

But I've been a river rat since before I could spell

Ironic Upchurch is the name that is givin' 'em hell

Fire flames and they easily melt

Stone Cold when I got to be, championship belt

People's elbow, ain't no givin' me L's

Unless I do that shit myself

Still won't ever catch me sitting on shelf

Hop off and fall in a realm

One of the realest stories ever fell from the hood to the apps on a Apple

Deep off on the Appalachian trail, thickest most ancient of tales

Call me liquidation of sales

Holler of bells, silver tongue to the bales

Upchurch I just preach to the masses

Put swag in the fire when we loosen the belt

You don't want me bein' your problem

So, make deals with the devil, I'll make one with mighty summons

You don't want me, me bein' your problem

My halo's given to me as a weapon of harmonics

You don't, you don't want me bein' your problem

I'm too low key, you won't even see it comin'

The backwoods raised a menace, I'm intertwined in the holler

Neck done turned maroon, got navy blue on the collar

You don't want me bein' your problem

I'm too low key, you won't even see it comin'

The backwoods raised a menace, I'm intertwined in the holler

Neck done turned maroon, got navy blue on the collar