Xbrodie - Problems Interlude

I got more problems than hope
I saw the stars through the scope
I cannot tie up the knot
Dying to try out the rope
These women they come and they go
Can't bank on them if I go broke
The moment I gas them they leave
I gotta stay off the road
I got more hoes than the broski
They think I got all the hoes
I keep them all on the lowkey
So they don't knock on the doors

There I go getting exposed
I wouldn't expect you to know
You gotta listen to know
You hit it right on the nose
Solve it and both of us leave
That's been a problem for me
I got more problems than lean
My shoulder much colder than freeze
Heat it up heat it up heat it up
We go to hell in these sheets

All my life I've been loving you
I wish I could just say it to you

Last nights problems on my car seat
I go fucking hard b

I got myself thinking I'm invincible
Like all this is just another figment of my karma
Oh take it easy
Never really know when you'll need me
Sorry that I made it look easy
Tell him that he never gonna be me no
Know that I'm straight
Skrt on a chick like I'm mashing on breaks
Skrt on a chick like she dressing for dates
I am a goat but I dress for the streak
Swallow this pill while I finish the plate
I swear my karma taste great
She opens her legs and I pray
I keep it short with the grace
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I wear her soul on my face
She gotta go when she wake
Why am I being so fake
Convincing her she gotta leave
Knowing I want her to stay

Last nights problems on my car seat
I got fucking hard b
Thinking I can sleep away my problems
Til the morning
I hate waking up
I'm by myself
I feel so lonely

Written by:
Xavier Brodie

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