No Problems
Lil' Wayne Ft. Curren$y & Mack Maine Lyrics

Chea you could get got on the spot
Yes, you could easily become a target and get attacked immediately

Shot in the club parking lot from the AK
Getting shot in the parking lot of the club with an AK-47

I’m shootin’ ‘till the trigger get hot, ahh
Continuously shooting until the trigger becomes hot

Pull my sleeve over my hand and then spray
Covering my hand with my sleeve before spraying

Don’t come with no revolvers, revolvers (boy)
Don't bring any revolvers, revolvers won't work against me

‘cause these things hold 50 each mothafucka
Because these guns can hold 50 bullets each

Yeah, niggas know the lil’ dog
Yeah, people are aware of who I am

Bouncin’ in the big ‘Lac
Riding and bouncing in a large Cadillac

No I’m not Lil Scrappy, but
I'm not Lil Scrappy, but

I gotta lil’ scrap, aye
I have a small conflict, hey

Hulk Hogan and you’re face down on the mat
I'll make you feel like Hulk Hogan when you're laid out on the floor

Milk carton niggas
People who are missing and nobody knows where they are

Have ‘em wonderin’ where you at
Make them wonder where you are

Kidnap, nap the kids, find the bitch
Kidnap the children, take a nap, find the woman

Split her wig she’ll be in a cardboard box
Shoot her in the head and she'll be dumped in a cardboard box

Underneath a bridge
Hidden under a bridge

Right where the bums live
In the area where homeless people reside

One bitch, one night
Engage in sexual activities with one woman for one night

Have her fuckin’ all my friends
Make her engage in sexual activities with all of my friends

While I’m watchin’ bar fights
While I'm observing fights at the bar

One might, say that i’m a little conceited
Some might say that I am a bit arrogant

Plastic bags on my feet
Wearing plastic bags on my feet

To keep the dirt up off my sneakers, yeah
To prevent dirt from getting on my sneakers

In high school I was hated
I was disliked in high school

By my teachers ‘cause we
Because my teachers and I

Had the same car but mines had more features
We had the same car, but mine had more advanced features

See when my enemies came
When my enemies approached

Nigga I ain’t never fled
I never ran away, man

I kept a bone crusher on me
I always carried a powerful weapon with me

I wasn’t never scared
I was never afraid

My clique, all real niggas, we never hoes
My group consists of genuine individuals, we are not cowards

Make sure your chest stay open
Ensure that your chest is exposed

Like we never close (Young Money)
Like we never shut down or stop

Matter fact, we’ll put ya behind
In fact, we will put you in a difficult situation

We never close
We never stop or shut down

And if they find out where ya at
And if they discover your location

Nigga we never told
We never snitch or reveal information

It’s all platinum, we never gold
We only aim for the highest level of success, not settling for less

See, nickel bags is something we never sold
We never sold small amounts of drugs

See a snitch, nigga, he better roll
If we encounter a snitch, he better run away

Money in stacks, it never fold
Having a lot of money that never decreases

I don’t give head to my loot
I don't waste my money

But I got cheddar to blow
But I have a lot of money to spend

I don’t give away shit
I don't give anything for free

But I got cheddar to show
But I have a lot of money to flaunt

Try to jack some and watch
Try to steal from me and see what happens

I beretta ya throat
I'll shoot and harm your throat

Niggas went from coppin’ Jettas to boats
People upgraded from buying Jettas to buying boats

From pushin’ boats to ‘copters
From owning and operating boats to owning and operating helicopters

Gettin’ off, hoppin’ straight in a Boxter
Getting off the boat and hopping straight into a Porsche Boxster

Got a pretty red thing that keep
I have a beautiful lady who keeps

Her face in my boxers
Her face close to my underwear

And I don’t take red to Red Lobster
And I don't take my lady to Red Lobster

Nigga holla! Yeah
Holla at me, yeah

You don’t wan’ be out in the streets
You don't want to be involved in street life

Mouth full of blood and a soul full of heat
With a mouth full of blood and a soul filled with anger

A house full of thugs and the orders of me
A home filled with gangsters following my commands

Like don’t leave ‘till you get
Like don't leave until you obtain

All of the keys
All of the drugs

Hat full of holes and ya blood on
Wearing a hat with holes and blood stains on it

My sneaks, like these is 650
On my sneakers, like they're worth $650

Ya blood too cheap
Your life is not valuable

Me, I’m from New Orleans where
I am from New Orleans where

We hustle in the heat
We work hard in the hot weather

And enough work’ll have the
And enough work will make the

Cops hustlin’ for me, shit
Police officers work for me, shit

Little city but ain’t nothin’ here for free
Small city but nothing is given for free

I’ma uptown nigga, put my money by my teeth
I am an uptown guy, I show off my wealth

Yeah and it’s magic whenever I hear the beat
Yeah, it feels magical whenever I hear the beat

But give me a hundred keys y’all
But give me a hundred kilograms, you all

A never hear from me, shit
You will never hear from me again, shit

Young Money and the leverage is deep, I
Young Money has a strong influence, I

Am better than I ever been
I am better than I have ever been

That other shit was weak
That other stuff was inferior

Fuck making it in the industry
Forget about succeeding in the music industry

I made it in the streets
I succeeded in the streets

Now my eyes is arms and I’m
Now my eyes are weapons and I am

Takin’ what I see nigga
Taking what I want, man

It ain’t a secret I hold heaters, roll reefer
It's no secret that I carry guns and smoke marijuana

Everyday I’m walkin’ in new sneakers
Every day I'm wearing brand new sneakers

Sunk in that two-seated Aston
Driving in a sunken two-seater Aston Martin

And Hamilton blastin’
And music by Hamilton playing loudly

Niggas tryna hate but I clip
People try to hate on me, but I cut

‘em off like ashes (ashes)
Them off like they're ashes

Check my swag, young cocky and flashy
Observe my style, I'm young, arrogant, and showy

And look how I glittered my
And look at how I adorned myself with

Arm and glittered my charm
Jewelry on my arm and a shiny charm

Nigga, I’m right here when the drama pop off
I am present when the drama starts

Niggas better run to mama when
People better seek protection when

Them llama’s pop off see my connect in the
My associate appears in the

Bahamas steady tryna hate
Bahamas, constantly trying to hate

Before I hit ‘em with the 8
Before I shoot them with the 8

I’ma tell him to his face:
I will confront him directly and say:

"Nigga, you a chump i ain’t need you no way
"You are a coward, I didn't need you anyway

You is the little man
You are insignificant

Wasn’t feedin’ me no way" haha
You were not supporting me anyway" haha