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Guerilla Maab - Problems lyrics
f/ Cl'Che, Peaches [Trae] Well it be too many fake people Claiming that they, be down with us But it's too many people, that we can't see Everywhere that I go, somebody wanna hate me But I really don't think, that they're gonna be Ready to take, a walk in my shoes That's why I be insiders on, plus we never did nothing to nobody And if they knew what we knew, then they'd leave us alone Cause too much stressing, it make a nigga crazy Now I be paranoid, and watching my lady Praying that I see, my older brother again Not knowing, it would never be the same again So I'm still hoping for the day, I know it's gon change And if I die, I know the pain be remaining in me To everybody, that I live to live Leave me the fuck alone, and let me be [Cl'Che] Too many hoes wanna hate, and talk bad about a bitch But mama told me, to never give a fuck If that's what you go, be and be the coldest bitch That everybody, wanna roll with Could never keep a real ass nigga, down on my side Cause I didn't have time, had a lot of shit up on my mind Had the right, to shut up in my rhymes To keep me sane all the time Had a block on my brain, thinking how could shit Ever change, trying to win the same ol' game But then I came to see, through the days of my pain And struggling, that it wasn't as bad as this thang Guerilla Maab are my brothers, steady spiritual chain I'd rather live my life, the way it's suppose to be Then faking the fame, and trying to be somebody else Of royalty, because it ain't my name [Hook: Peaches & Z-Ro (Z-Ro)] Too many problems on my mind (on my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind) They wish I just started, to be a full time grind I'm just trying, to live my life But something bout piece, is something I'll never find (may never find) Too many problems on my mind (on my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind) They wish I just started, to be a full time grind I'm not trying, to lose my life But if I do, I wanna meet Jesus Christ (way too late) [Trae] Thinking about, what a nigga done been through Reminiscing, on a part of the past Everybody thought I wouldn't last From living the things, I was dealing with Too many people, tried to reach a nigga with bullshit And it's like, I ain't even tripping I can't let things like that, get up under my skin I can't win, if a nigga steady be living in sin I gotta keep a right mind, if I wanna make dividends Sneak into the negative side, of my life Even niggaz that I had love fo', turned fake One of my real niggaz, just got shot nine times From a nigga, that everybody really thought was down And who the fuck can I trust, when I grab a glock to bust The situation that I be facing'd, make a nigga think Shedding tears over my older brother, gonna wait For the rest of his life, because of these niggaz living shife For real, now tell me where the love at Why all of my niggaz, wanna be acting like that Is it because of the fact I'm one of the Maab, and never gon fall And all the diamonds shine, when it's time to ball Will they comfort me if I waited, it was gonna get greater later I really hope so, cause I believe in God And with the life that I live, I wanna smile again And if I die tonight, I still wanna see the light [Hook] [Dougie D] When I be contemplating, of a steady way To sip the liquor, up off in my mode Thinking bout the days of the past, when everybody Use to treat a young nigga, like Dougie so cold But never once By-Boe, I done heard a lot of thangs Seen a lot of thangs, wonder why motherfuckers be acting so strange Feeling the pain, as I'm ready to ride But yelling still in, know I gotta maintain I remember when some of bitches, use to tell me Dougie you motherfucker, your ass ain't never gon be shit But now they turning on the T.V., watching me on BET Jamming my c.d., getting crunk in this bitch Ain't no doubt about it, in my mind that Hate make a nigga, stronger inside But Dougie making the climb, but Lord knows that my body is tired I need a little compassion, a little mo' breath in this rhyme And I really just don't understand, why nigga wanna be doing The evil deed, and they wanna hate on us Cause they can't fade all us, but if you know like a nigga know You niggaz would keep your distance, cause we can't be touched I've been living in the city for a short while, with the wrong crowd Wish I would of known then, what I know now Now a nigga tripping after the cream, and follow my dreams I'm trying to stay away, from the triple beam I gotta get up on a mission, it seems Because I'm sick and tired, of dealing with the struggle and pain The predicaments are facing me, having stress on my brain Don't wanna go up insane, pray to Godthat my soul I'm going deranged, and anybody wanna think to testing A nigga skills, they better have a good will Cause I be living my life, chunking they two cents in While they be living in sin, trying to tell me how to live When they ain't even living right [Hook] |
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