Young Sam Lyrics - Do We Have a Problem

Young Sam - Do We Have a Problem

Got a bad chick like nicki who there when it was Pennies
Now she blessed with the Fendi
Like Bonnie and Clyde quick to buss grab the semi
When you come from the bottom it’s like the hate don’t offend me
I’m here for the power I gotta get it like 50
You doing something big when the ppl start to envy I remember broke days pockets they was empty
I remember putting that lean in the simply
Slow up broke chick so sick might throw up
No luck with the trends we create the waves
Whole squad gotta ball like major Payne
45 at ya heartbeat Eddie kain
No problems no comprende from the city keep a chop for a sensae
Competition I don’t see like Stevie
They wonder how I get her wet like figi
From the gutta now we stunting on tv
Grind hard but we make it loook easy
Diamonds dancing Chris breezy
Gotta eat the beat like I’m greedy
Porsche seats to the floor seats
Court side with a barb she a horsey
Step on competition in my timbs new yorking
You ain’t got a house but you just bought a birkin
Chef with the flow cook em up no serving

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