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Trippy J – Problems Lyrics

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Most days I do nothing but there’s so much to complete
I rarely ever sleep, and I barely ever eat
Never respond to texts, I treat everyone like my ex
I can hardly f**kin think, pushing myself to the brink (x2)

Most days I do nothing but there’s so much to complete
Silently weeping under the bed sheets well I mean
If i’m not real who else will be the industry is full of sheep
Trendy wannabes wanting a piece of cash but me

I wanna spark a change, i’m broke but common sense is free
My family was outta jobs when I was just 13
Most people have 2 faces like some coins hypocrisy
Hippocrates spoke wisely, we’re all sick to some extent

We’re blinded by the likes and comments in the internet
A sticky situation hence the words the interweb
Funny, how the rich get richer and the veterans get left
And they preach that the high school diploma’s a ticket to success, right

Wrong, you’ll probably end up in a power plant
I’m just being real if you don’t like its just leave
I’m seasoned to dealing with it i’ll kick my feet
Up on the ottoman look out my window towards the trees as I listen

Most days I do nothing but there’s so much to complete
I rarely ever sleep, and I barely ever eat
Never respond to texts, I treat everyone like my ex
I can hardly f**kin think, pushing myself to the brink (x2)

I sit back and watch, investigating things
People want to sign to labels here’s your nametag, get shot to the top
The faster that you rise, the faster that you drop
Lil bucket lil engine lil ziploc lil cop drop top
All sound the same, it’s sad that raps gone down this lane
But I assure you one thing I will never ever change
Drop a milli in front of me to mumble, i’ll take a dime
We don’t even see whats sparking in front of us, we’re too blunt
To percieve this like, how can a business run like this
House this even happening, addicts to money and fame
Is unreal, a phishing scam but the other way around
No wonder its called a rap game, anyones allowed

Most days I do nothing but there’s so much to complete
I rarely ever sleep, and I barely ever eat
Never respond to texts, I treat everyone like my ex
I can hardly f**kin think, pushing myself to the brink (x2)


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