I got 99 problems

Everyone sucks

Life on the edge, I bet he won't jump

A hundred ways to solve 'em, and none of them are fun

And I still feel like I'm not doing enough

I got 99 problems

Everyone sucks

Life on the edge, I bet he won't jump

A hundred ways to solve 'em, and none of them are fun

And I still feel like I'm not doing enough

Momma on my line

Granny on my line

Daddy on my line

Everything is fine

Got like a hundred different people all living in my mind

And every single on of 'em is feinding for my time

And I'm tempted to just vent, do I really need to rhyme?

Should I suck it up instead?

Do I really need to whine?

When I said that this was fine, I was lying

And I'm tryna keep trying but the time's getting trying

Man I miss the school days

The breaking every rule days

The chillin' by the pool and acting up a fool days

I know that I'm complaining but I do it in a cool way

I wish I never grew up, and never drank the Kool-Aid

Can't look back now, I guess it's too late

Wake up on the weekend, you blink and it's a Tuesday

Damn

Too grown to care what you say

God had to choose somebody and He chose me

I got 99 problems

Everyone sucks

Life on the edge, I bet he won't jump

A hundred ways to solve 'em, and none of them are fun

And I still feel like I'm not doing enough

I got 99 problems

Everyone sucks

Life on the edge, I bet he won't jump

A hundred ways to solve 'em, and none of them are fun

And I still feel like I'm not doing enough