Problem – Singin From My Heart Mp3, Problem – Singin From My Heart Mp3 İndir, Problem – Singin From My Heart Dinle, Problem – Singin From My Heart Şarkısı
(Verse) They say money ain’t everything Shut that up, don’t talk to me like a child brah I’m not that young Even though I’m grown that don’t mean now I ain’t learnin still Don’t think cuz of fame I can’t get my ass murdered still So I do the things that really it’s supposed to be The feel of fuckin failure, shouldn’t scare you it should focus you Girl I’m on my grind on these niggas, I ain’t shinin on these niggas Have my eye on these niggas if they try, fuck these niggas It’s what they doin Y’all fake niggas, y’all can keep that, I don’t want that love Remember bad deals, I could get it in the car and go spark that plug Stop betrayin me baby, I’ll be back, don’t start that love And girl should you do me, you already ready for it, I’m finna do it no Fuck these niggas mane, they don’t know no better Been 4 months since still my nigga, I ain’t seen no letters They gave him 50, he should be with me out getting his wealth Last time we talked he told me he was gonna kill himself Fuck! I don’t know what I’mma do without my dog You in the game, gonna yell your name til you get out my dog
(Hook) My Lord, it’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart I’m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart I’m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins
(Verse) Damn shame you niggas lame, prayin, bringin niggas pain Sucker niggas all in pain when the fans yell my name Like go Problem, go Problem You think that I don’t want problems, don’t know Problem That will be second when I feel it I’m parasailing Diamonds ain’t from Zales kid Yea this is the real boys and this that shit we live for Pop champagne and live for Grindin’ while my kids snore Mama see my billboard and she went nuts Bitches actin for a handout, all I give is two fucks I’ve been drinkin’ too much, I’ve been smoking too much Girl I can’t put it down, roll a joint, puff puff I ain’t talkin’ bout no Diddy This is really how I’m feelin’ everyday Amaretto mixed with apple juice, make pains go away I’mma stay up in the booth til you lames go away Yo have me by that march when you say they name if you pay
(Hook) My Lord, it’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart I’m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
