Whoisizz - Issues

I got... I got... I got...
I got problems, I got problems, I got problems, I got
I got problems, I got problems. Way too much for me to solve'em
I got problems, I got Issues
Yeah, someone give me a tissue

I'm not normal, I got issues, yeah
Wrist stay on froze like a Igloo
The way that ass look, I been through
Make a nigga think it might be good to sin too
God, how is that bad?
She look so good, she's bad, aye
I already know I'm incredible, I just wanna hulk smash, aye
Fuck all the problems in life, I just wanna get this cash, aye
I might have to hit it from the back with your fine little itty bitty ass, damn
Now I understand what they was back there trying to teach
Back in school, they was handing me papers with problems
Now I understand what them peeps was trying to teach
All I see is problems, problems, problems, problems

I got problems, I got problems, I got problems, I got
I got problems, I got problems. Way too much for me to solve'em
I got problems, I got Issues
Yeah, someone give me a tissue

Written by:
Naeem Oquendo

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