Problems
Addivt Lyrics


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I need my Prada, my guala, guala
Uh, shit ain't going well, haven't made a dollar
Yeah, nigga, fuck school, I don't fuck with problems
Yeah, had no fuckin' bitches, was my only problem
Yeah, gettin' fuckin' cake ain't a fuckin' problem
Yeah, had to cut you off, was my only problem
Ayy, I don't start the problems, you start the problems
I know you miss that nigga, so call 'em

Swervin' and swervin' and swervin'
And swervin' and swervin' this bitch
Got yo' bitch, she swervin' turnin' and jumpin' all up on this shit
Told you hella times I want this shit,
I grab that shit, now I got this shit
Finna run up off with this shit and blast off like a lil' rocket ship
Takeoff!

I need my Prada, my guala, guala
Uh, shit ain't going well, haven't made a dollar
Yeah, nigga fuck school, I don't fuck with problems
Yeah, had no fuckin' bitches, was my only problem
Yeah, gettin' fuckin' cake ain't a fuckin' problem
Yeah, had to cut you off, was my only problem
Ayy, I don't start the problems, you start the problems
I know you miss that nigga, so call 'em
I need my Prada, my guala, guala
Uh, shit ain't going well, haven't made a dollar
Yeah, nigga fuck school, I don't fuck with problems
Yeah, had no fuckin' bitches, was my only problem
Yeah, gettin' fuckin' cake ain't a fuckin' problem
Yeah, had to cut you off, was my only problem




Ayy, I don't start the problems, you start the problems
I know you miss that nigga, so call 'em

Overall Meaning

The song "Problems" by Addivt is a typical trap song that talks about the artist's problems and desires in life. The first verse expresses Addivt's frustration about not making enough money even though he needs his Prada and guala (money in slang). He doesn't care about school because he believes it won't solve his problems. He had no women in his life, which he considered his only problem. However, getting money is not a problem for him, but cutting people off was his only problem. He insists that he doesn't start problems, but people around him do, and they should call the person they missed.


In the chorus, he repeats the same lines expressing his desire for his Prada and Guala, and how he has not made any money. He also reiterates that he does not care about school and has no women in his life. To him, getting money is not a problem, but cutting people off is.


The second verse sees Addivt boasting about his conquests and how he has taken someone's girl. He emphasizes that he wants what he wants and will take it at all costs. The last line says, "Finna run up off with this shit and blast off like a lil' rocket ship, Takeoff!" It means he is ready to take on the world and leave anyone behind who doesn't support him.


Overall, "Problems" is a song that reflects the typical themes of a trap song. It is about financial struggles, relationships, and taking what one wants without thinking about the consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

I need my Prada, my guala, guala
Having material possessions is important to me


Uh, shit ain't going well, haven't made a dollar
My current situation is financially unstable


Yeah, nigga, fuck school, I don't fuck with problems
Education is not a priority for me and I avoid difficulties


Yeah, had no fuckin' bitches, was my only problem
My main concern used to be my lack of romantic partners


Yeah, gettin' fuckin' cake ain't a fuckin' problem
Making money is not a challenge for me


Yeah, had to cut you off, was my only problem
My biggest issue was cutting ties with someone


Ayy, I don't start the problems, you start the problems
I am not the cause of the issues, it is someone else


I know you miss that nigga, so call 'em
You are still thinking about that person, give them a call


Swervin' and swervin' and swervin'
Driving recklessly


And swervin' and swervin' this bitch
Driving erratically with a woman in the car


Got yo' bitch, she swervin' turnin' and jumpin' all up on this shit
I have your girlfriend with me and she is excited and acting crazy


Told you hella times I want this shit,
I have repeatedly expressed my desire for a certain thing


I grab that shit, now I got this shit
I took what I wanted and now I have it


Finna run up off with this shit and blast off like a lil' rocket ship
I am going to take this and leave quickly


Takeoff!
Let's go!




Writer(s): Walter Dewgarde, Ron Komie, K Walker, C Lighty, D Reeves, W Way, J Wiley

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