A$AP Rocky — Issues

[Intro] Hahaha Issues [Verse 1] I got way too many problems Down on the last dollar, got a rock I don't really think you know about the harder Yeah, we back in the hood and my nigga mobbin' Rock down, lockdown, pop up, nigga Block down, shot down, guap up, nigga Open up shop when the cops gone Nigga, Macaulay Culkin momma home Yeah, I'm home alone on the phone On the Motarolla talkin' Never saw when nigga You ain't ever rolled the doja, huh? I'ma get it and you know it's not the [?] soldier, huh And your bitch, ain't she in [?], huh? And the wrist lookin' frozen, uh, yeah Got the world upon my shoulders, uh [Chorus] Problems, I got problems now I'ma hold the block down when the cops not around Yeah, problems, I got problems, I got issues, issues I got issues like a magazine and I stay clean [Verse 2] Fuckin' ride 'round in a limousine Like it's [?] dreams, 1993 I was Martin Luther King, all I had was dreams And the motherfucking penny and a pocket full of lint Sippin' on that Henny and I couldn't pay the rent Ever since nigga got down, nigga flocked up Cops ain't around, nigga, open shop up When the cops gone and they let the clock bust Hustlers on the motherfuckin' corner bop us [Chorus] Got guap, guap up I got issues, I got problems, man I got issues, I got problems, man Man, I got issues every fuckin' day Momma needs some shoes and some rent to pay Niggas actin' like it's fuckin' Heaven-sent Lemonade, man, fuck your lemonade Tell a bitch I got issues, man, I got issues And pick one, which one, nigga, issues I got problems, I got issues Tears, no tissues, yeah I got problems and I got issues Things with the tissues [Verse 3] Walk up in my big shoes Sleepin' on these niggas, man, you been snoozin' Ride around, been foolin', uh-uh, they been coolin' I got issues, I got issues Pick yours, which ones, in the big shoes When the cops not around, man, open shop up When the cops on a nigga block, let the Glock bust, uh I got issues, you can't tell what I been through Since a little dude, I would skip school Man, I been fresh, but I had issues In detention, I was pimpin', tell a bitch Tell the teacher, tell the teacher, "Go and gimme kiss" And I missed the quiz, man, I cheated on my mans I never gave a fuck in the hallway with my friends I was runnin' from the fucking truancy In the end of [?] it's only you and me Truth with your nigga, man, I got fuckin' problems I ain't prayin', man, strip a nigga down like he naked, man [Outro] Damn, uh, issues, issues