Problems
AZ The Visualiza Lyrics
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I had some problems
And no one could seem to solve them
But you found the answer
Told me to take this chance
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]
Yeah, now dig
They do what they wanna do
Heh, and you got
Broke niggaz, you heard?
They do what they gotta do
Now ask yourself, which one are you?
Ha, fall back
[Verse 1 - AZ]
Soakin in Remy, sittin back smokin a twenty
Shit is scabby, the hustlin is so in me
Never show envy, got a style I maxed
I'm like po', back in eighty-fo', now smile at that
Unseen when I'm low, but still right in your face
I'm so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my waist
From Jags to Jeeps, hoopties with the raggedy seats
Just imagine how I'm movin if we had any beef
Beats relax me, good cheeba keeps me nasty
Lower the smoke when I see the D's creepin past me
Duckin the NARCs, born bustin Dutches apart
Love pussy wit pretty lips, when you fuck it it fart
Friend or foe, freak for the rims that glow
Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten below
Love the streets, the science of the drugs that's deep
I'm just another nigga next up, tryin to eat
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]
You know!
Not a soul baby!
It's all for y'all now
[Verse 2 - AZ]
But it seems, y'all would rather
See me hit than, see my rich
Get bagged over some bullshit and see me snitch
Hopin' some AIDS ho bitch'll leave me sick like
I'm a sucker for love wit some easy dick
I did dirt through my days but hid my work
Even then I still made sure no kids got hurt
Sweep the next, been knowin since my feet got wet
From the best turned vet learned to speak direct
My game's jumpin, we all had our days of barkin
You could tell niggaz styles by they ways of parkin
Why dispute it? Dough got us so polluted
Paranoid to the point it's like we, over-do it
Police press up, peep how the beasts arrest ya
Rough up, handcuff, then treat you lesser
Toast on me, smoke spray our potpouri
Y'all can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]
You know!
Not a soul baby!
It's all for y'all now
I got it locked, feel me!
[Verse 3 - AZ]
Infinite game, get chills on the strength of my chain
It's only real, certain niggaz mention my name
Some relate, others stay numb in the face
Tryin to keep steps ahead like we runnin a race
Nikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slim
Light makeup, that shit that blend right wit they skin
So what's the issue? All dick sucks is still official
Cold-steel nickles, and Phil I'm still wit you
Iceberg-in, on the Turnpike mergin
Late night, right brake lights black Excursion
Tree smokin, hustle the rap I'ma keep ropin
Too many niggaz got deep emotions
The stress got 'em, who else wanna express they problems?
Get upset, but real vets respect the bottom
To a false, feel a fake love or hate
Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]
You know!
Not a soul baby!
It's all for y'all now
What y'all want from me?
[Chorus]
[AZ - speaking over Chorus]
Yeah, y'all haters better get a hustle man, stop fuckin wit me
I'm tryin to live man, nah mean?
I been at the bottom, I was risin - fell back down
I'm tryin to climb up man
Get off my back baby
It's all a game man don't hate me hate the game
AZ the Visualiza return, once again
Love life, hate, what the fuck... {*music fades*}
The song "Problems" by AZ The Visualiza deals with the struggles and obstacles that come with living a life on the streets. The lyrics of the song convey a sense of frustration with the way things are but also a determination to overcome these obstacles. The chorus highlights the theme of seeking answers to the problems one faces in life, and in verse one, AZ talks about his past, his experiences, and how he overcame them. He talks about his love for the streets, the science of the drugs that are sold there, and how he is "just another nigga next up, trying to eat." Verse two delves deeper into some of the problems AZ has faced, including police harassment and paranoia, as well as the people who would rather see him fail than succeed. In verse three, AZ talks about how he deals with the stress and pressure that comes with living his life, and how he stays true to himself.
Overall, the song is a compelling exploration of the hardships that come with living on the streets, and how one can overcome these struggles by staying true to oneself and never giving up.
Line by Line Meaning
I had some problems
I faced difficulties in my life
And no one could seem to solve them
No one was able to help me solve my problems
But you found the answer
You provided me with a solution
Told me to take this chance
You encouraged me to take a risk and try something new
Soakin in Remy, sittin back smokin a twenty
I'm relaxing, drinking Remy Martin and smoking weed
Shit is scabby, the hustlin is so in me
I have a rough life, but hustling is ingrained in me
Never show envy, got a style I maxed
I don't envy others and I have a unique style
I'm like po', back in eighty-fo', now smile at that
I used to be poor, but now I'm successful and I'm proud of it
Unseen when I'm low, but still right in your face
I may not be noticed when things are tough, but I'm still present
I'm so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my waist
I may look weak, but I have a gun for protection
Friend or foe, freak for the rims that glow
I can't tell if someone is a friend or an enemy and I like flashy rims on my car
Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten below
I wear Timberland boots all year round
Love the streets, the science of the drugs that's deep
I have a strong connection to the streets and understand the drug culture
But it seems, y'all would rather
It appears that some people would prefer
See me hit than, see my rich
To see me fail rather than succeed
Get bagged over some bullshit and see me snitch
To see me get caught over something insignificant and turn informant
Infinite game, get chills on the strength of my chain
I am always playing the game and my jewelry gives me power
Nikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slim
I wear Nike shoes and Timberland boots and prefer women who are slender
Hustle the rap I'ma keep ropin
I will continue to rap and hustle
Too many niggaz got deep emotions
Many people have strong feelings
To a false, feel a fake love or hate
People often have disingenuous feelings of love or hate
Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate
It doesn't matter if it's morally right or wrong as long as it resonates with the thug culture
Contributed by Cooper E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.