Young Ginger - Problems

If you hate me that's your own problem
If you like me then you got some profits
If I like it then I might just cop it
Niggas hate me yeah they got some problems
If you hate me that's your own problem
If you like me then you got some profits
If I like it then I might just cop it
Niggas hate me yeah they got some problems
I got 20 000 fans that I never really met
I should pull my fucking pants cause I'm really tryna vent
It's another situation while I'm tryna cop a jet
It's a Nasty situation cause I'm tryna be the best
It's the same flow, now these niggas wanna copy
I'm in rap mode, I start rapping like I body
Yeah you think you competition, it's another fucking mission to be better than Young Ginger, I won't even get to kill it
This an afro, yeah I'm sounding like the greatest
You like Francko, you won't even get to make it
Cause your bars are really whack
You thought I'd take it back
You thought I'd really ask
But I'm done with kissing ass
Told my sister I'll make it
I promised mama I'll make it
This music niggas praising
This money that I've been raising
My bars, they sound amazing
These lyrics, they sounding crazy
Anxiety, priorities it's really part of the phases
If you hate me that's your own problem
If you like me then you got some profits
If I like it then I might just cop it
Niggas hate me yeah they got some problems
If you hate me that's your own problem
If you like me then you got some profits
If I like it then I might just cop it
Niggas hate me yeah they got some problems

Written by:
Anele Radebe

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