Problems - Shy Glizzy, Quando Rondo, Lil Durk

Geraldo Live on the track

Yeah

Young Jefe holmes

GG

Forever

Oh-oh

Who is this?

This Geraldo

What you smokin'?

Oh, gelato

I got bitches and they model

Your bitch swallow, she need goggles

Goddamn, look at my pockets

Look like I just hit the lotto

Pull up valet, let 'em park it

Baby I can pay your car note

Yeah Yeezys, bad hills

I serve her problems, pain pills

I’m being real, girl I’m just trill

Now baby tell me how you feel

I got hitters and they kill

Know I still be in the field

Know I be with them gorillas

Tote banana clips for real

Got back up, I took a fall

Lil' nigga, my money tall

I’m that nigga in DC and bitch I ball like John Wall

Look at me, I’m livin' large

Remember them nights, was trappin' hard

Remember them nights I had to rob

Yeah remember them nights I used to starve

Remember that night I sat at jail

Then the feds came, ran in my house

Remember ain’t nobody believe in me

'Til I showed 'em what I’m 'bout

Remember I used to pour that lean up 'til I fuckin' black out

This for lil' homie in the traphouse with them fuckin' racks out

I’m ballin' harder than water, I’m feelin' like Coach Carter

They say the life that I’m livin', I might not see tomorrow

I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain’t had no father

I know I gotta stay committed, that’s gon' take me farther

Y’all know this lean what I’m sippin', my PO think this vodka

Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper

I’m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor

I’m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor

Chicago streets late night, tryna catch

Every time I boot up, I need a good batch

Don’t wanna hit, then slide in that cat

There can’t be peace 'cause you know it’s that

You ain’t in the streets and I notice that

She left my side when I was under arrest

You left my side when I was under stress

You turned your back so I know you ain’t shit

How you gon' lie and go along with the bitch?

Promise he red but I know he a crip

Come to my crib, you can’t come with a bitch

Draco shells, it come with a kick

We know you told and that lil' shit stick

You the one know I had a gun in the whip

You the one know I had a gun on my hip

I slept on floors

Shootouts where I’m from, when I grew up I couldn’t ignore it

Some nights I was gettin' too mad at myself 'cause I couldn’t record

And I couldn’t make it to your funeral, I sent my regards

Hangin' out the roof with my two fingers, fuck the law (Fuck 'em)

I’m ballin' harder than water, I’m feelin' like Coach Carter

They say the life that I’m livin', I might not see tomorrow

I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain’t had no father

I know I gotta stay committed, that’s gon' take me farther

Y’all know this lean what I’m sippin', my PO think this vodka

Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper

I’m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor

I’m tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor