Carsan - So Many Problems
FuckI wake up and I
I wake up and I
Clock in
Been late up often
Not tonight
I wake up and I
I wake up and I clock in
Been late up often
Spin in my brain, been insane, vomit often
Slip in my coffin, lock it tight
It's alive
Homie, not tonight
I'm something like a .50 cal sniper
Commit, then I hit, then the tip is inside her
Or something like a radioactive spider
And if I get bit then you know Peter pipe her
But it's the same shit almost everyday
All we do is fuck and I don't even wanna stay
Yeah, the pussy good when I miss it you on the way
But as soon as I get finished then bitch it is andale
And I can't be up in the studio with groupie hoes
I got a dream I gotta chase and baby you should know
That if I'm thinking of putting rings on a finger, I need us to reconsider
The flame that been way up in us and check if it ain't been settlin
Nowadays the shit we been on is repetitive
And you ain't helpin' it
I guess the spark finally gave up
Just make sure to hit my phone if you ever wanna
Fuck up and I clock in, been late up often
Slip in my brain, been insane vomit often
Spin in my coffin, lock it tight
It's alive
Homie, not tonight
I'm something like a .50 cal sniper
Commit, then I hit, when the tip is inside her
Or something like a radioactive spider
And if I get bit then you know Peter pipe her
This the type of shit that goes on in my mind
That shit sound goofy, haha
A ball rolls down the throat of a sipper
Sparks a flame and then it goes to deliver
Signals in your brain, feelings mixed up
Now we all in love but the alcohol tricks us
Everybody been tellin' me
That I'm too busy going Hollywood, I act like a celebrity
But really got a job from 10 to 3
I have a tendency to not prepare for this type of shit mentally
I hit the studio and I can't even write no more
They tell me who they know, it feels like they been fighting' for
My life and more, but I'm still pretty high from the night before
Now they wanna ride cause they got a couple likes on a post
Now watch 'em live up
Make a couple dollars I guarantee you they switch up
Gotta learn to play chess, you wanna turn this bitch up
Gotta learn to play checkers, ever wanna check us
I got so many problems, got so many problems
So many problems, got so many problems
I got so many problems, got so many problems
So many problems, got so many problems
Written by:
Carlos Sanchez
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