Issues
Luniz Lyrics


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I think it was Friday night, I met her at the club
Apple Martini-ed up, smokin bud with my thugs
Then yo yo, there she was, très bon booty ( *French* )
Like Beyoncé no fiancé, let's keep in touch
I wanted to beat it up, cause she was a superbad
I mean with all that ass, same night hit it that fast
We at her mega pad, still diggin like a sav'
We poppin x tabs, the head was extra lav'
But this her baby dad and he don't live with her
And at his grandma's pad they left the kids with her
So that explains the pictures I see of this nigga
She says she's low on scrilla, she wanted gifts for her
So she can get her nails done and get her weave fixed
And I can't stand no nappy hair bitch
And so I break off bread, nothin but pocket change
She blew my socks again and then I hopped in the Range
And then she kept on askin for bread, like everyday
"My children need some aspirine, I got some bills to day"
Now what am I to say, cause Yuk, he love the kids
Puffy sell millions, but Yuk, he love the kids
So I broke off bread, I did it for the kids
Never trust a bitch, never think Yuk a trick
I got the slut dismissed, she got the dismissal
I ain't fuckin with you, bitch, you got too many issues

You got too many issues
Here, let me get you some tissue
No, I don't mean to diss you
But you want me to give you some money, quit actin funny
Baby girl

Time after time, rhyme after rhyme
I look around, some hoe after mine
But I'm just steady on the low, steady 'bout my flow
Why try to keep a hoe steady when they be steady wantin mo'?
I don't want no hoe all on my back, all up in my sack
Before I burn one, at every corner that I turn on
Hoe, get a life ? boppin' all night like you a nigga
Need to be at home with yo damn children
Like that shit was cool, well ain't shit cool
About your children missin school
Because you done cut a fool at the club last night
And you ain't ? six
Ran into a couple of ballers cappin like you broke them tricks
But them tricks make cheese, they pop bottles for fun
And you'll fuck one just to say you fucked one
How dumb can one get, didn't even break bread to get with you
And walkin round like you the fuckin shit, bitch, you got too many issues

You got too many issues
Here, let me get you some tissue
No, I don't mean to diss you
But you want me to give you some money, quit actin funny
Baby girl

Bitch, you get rotated through every crew like a tire from BF Goodridge
Cause you 21 now, what, you actin like a good bitch?
I'm tryin to get my nigga sucked cause he from outta town
You just suck his dick while I weigh out the pounds and then you out
What you mean you don't know, don't you need a little bread?
You can feed a starvin child for just a little bit of head
You suck a broke nigga dick but won't suck a rich nigga
He a white boy, little man, limp dick nigga
Three minutes and you gone, then I hit you at your home
Give you a little for your pocket, now your weekend is on
I don't understand, huh? Then why the fuck I'm talkin?
Matter fact I'm wastin time, huh, bitch, get to walkin
You try to help a rat bitch, she'll diss you on some wack shit
You weigh 125, how you still lookin fat, bitch?
Save them cheap ( ? ) yeah, I'm tryin to diss you
You a broke-ass, think-you-bad bitch and you got too many issues

You got too many issues
Here, let me get you some tissue
No, I don't mean to diss you
But you want me to give you some money, quit actin funny
Baby girl

Nigga, fuck yo broke ass
You ain't got no muthafuckin money anyway, nigga
Don't come over here talkin about I got issues
You got issues
Nigga, you rollin on stop
So don't even try to come over here
Either you pay me or don't pay me no muthafuckin attention
So ehm that's all this about over here
When you look my way I already know you gots to pay
All this issue shit, you can take that shit to the next bitch
I ain't the one, nigga
Please
Please believe it
Fuck that
Pay me
Yeah I got issues, so what?
I'm tryin to get fly, youknowmsayin
I'm tryin to go to the Century Club
I need $100 on my hair
I need uh 50 to go the nail shop
I need 200 for that new Iceberg make-up
So uh, what you workin with?
Shit, I'm a real bitch
Yeah
And I need to get my car washed
As a matter of fact, I'm tryin to roll yo shit
Don't you got a Jag or somethin?
Yeah, I'm tryin to roll yo shit, nigga




On the real, me and all my muthafuckin homegirls
We comin to the party...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Issues" by Luniz address the complexities of a relationship between a man and a woman, where the singer is trying to help out a single mother who is struggling with financial issues. The singer met her at a club, they had some X tabs and had sex at her place. However, he discovers that she has a baby daddy who left the kids with her and she is struggling financially. She repeatedly asks for money to take care of her children, but the singer is hesitant to help her because he doesn't want to be taken advantage of. The singer also calls her out for her irresponsibility and her priorities.


The song's chorus repeats the line "You got too many issues", which is the singer's way of saying that the woman needs to get her life together and learn to prioritize her responsibilities properly. He offers her a tissue, implying that she needs to stop crying about her problems and start taking responsibility for them.


The second verse deals with a different woman who is promiscuous and has also been labeled as having too many issues. The singer questions why she's wasting time with broke men and not using her skills to hustle rich men. He advises her to stop chasing clout and instead focus on bettering herself.


Overall, the song is a commentary on relationships and the struggles that people often face. It highlights the importance of taking responsibility for one's actions and prioritizing responsibilities.


Line by Line Meaning

I think it was Friday night, I met her at the club
It was on a Friday night when I first encountered her at the club


Apple Martini-ed up, smokin bud with my thugs
We were indulging in Apple Martinis and smoking marijuana with my friends


Then yo yo, there she was, très bon booty ( *French* )
And suddenly, there she was, with an exceptionally attractive booty


Like Beyoncé no fiancé, let's keep in touch
She had a remarkable resemblance to Beyoncé and we decided to exchange contact information


I wanted to beat it up, cause she was a superbad
I desired to engage in sexual activity with her because she possessed an extremely attractive physique


I mean with all that ass, same night hit it that fast
Considering her well-endowed buttocks, we engaged in sexual intercourse on the same night


We at her mega pad, still diggin like a sav'
We went to her large house and continued engaging in sexual activity vigorously


We poppin x tabs, the head was extra lav'
We consumed ecstasy pills and the oral sex she provided was of exceptional quality


But this her baby dad and he don't live with her
However, she has a child with another man who does not reside with her


And at his grandma's pad they left the kids with her
Her children were left in the care of her baby daddy's grandmother


So that explains the pictures I see of this nigga
This clarifies the presence of pictures that I have witnessed, featuring her baby daddy


She says she's low on scrilla, she wanted gifts for her
She claims to have a shortage of money and desires presents for herself


So she can get her nails done and get her weave fixed
She requires funds to have her nails professionally manicured and her hair extensions adjusted


And I can't stand no nappy hair bitch
I have a strong aversion to women with untidy, coarse hair


And so I break off bread, nothin but pocket change
I reluctantly provide her with a small amount of money as financial assistance


She blew my socks again and then I hopped in the Range
She performed oral sex on me again, leaving me extremely satisfied, and then I left in my luxury car


And then she kept on askin for bread, like everyday
She persistently continued to request money from me on a daily basis


My children need some aspirine, I got some bills today
She claimed that her children required aspirin and she had bills to pay that day


Now what am I to say, cause Yuk, he love the kids
I found myself in a dilemma because my friend, Yuk, genuinely cares for her children


Puffy sell millions, but Yuk, he love the kids
Although Puffy, a successful musician, earns millions, my friend Yuk prioritizes his love for children


So I broke off bread, I did it for the kids
Considering the welfare of the children, I reluctantly provided her with financial assistance


Never trust a bitch, never think Yuk a trick
It is wise to never fully trust a woman, and it's important not to underestimate Yuk's character


I got the slut dismissed, she got the dismissal
I successfully got rid of the promiscuous woman, and in turn, she received the act of being dismissed


I ain't fuckin with you, bitch, you got too many issues
I refuse to associate with you, woman, since you possess a multitude of problems


You got too many issues
You possess an excessive number of personal problems


Here, let me get you some tissue
Allow me to provide you with a tissue, as a metaphorical representation of emotional support


No, I don't mean to diss you
I apologize if it seems like I am disrespecting you


But you want me to give you some money, quit actin funny
Yet, you continually ask me for financial assistance and display inconsistent behavior


Time after time, rhyme after rhyme
Repeatedly, with each verse produced


I look around, some hoe after mine
I observe my surroundings and notice promiscuous women pursuing me


But I'm just steady on the low, steady 'bout my flow
However, I remain discreet and focused on my own lyrical style


Why try to keep a hoe steady when they be steady wantin mo'?
Why waste effort attempting to maintain a relationship with promiscuous women, when they consistently desire more?


I don't want no hoe all on my back, all up in my sack
I have no desire for promiscuous women to be clingy or overly involved in my personal life


Before I burn one, at every corner that I turn on
Before I indulge in marijuana, at every intersection that I encounter


Hoe, get a life ? boppin' all night like you a nigga
Woman, find something meaningful to pursue instead of engaging in promiscuous activities all night, as if you were a man


Need to be at home with yo damn children
You should prioritize being present at home to tend to your own children


Like that shit was cool, well ain't shit cool
Acting as if your behavior is acceptable, when in reality, it is not


About your children missin school
Neglecting the education of your own children


Because you done cut a fool at the club last night
Due to your reckless behavior at the club the previous night


And you ain't ? six
Furthermore, you are incapable of counting to six


Ran into a couple of ballers cappin like you broke them tricks
You encountered a few basketball players who acted as if you financially depleted them, like a trick


But them tricks make cheese, they pop bottles for fun
Nevertheless, those men are financially well-off, as they casually spend money on expensive alcohol


And you'll fuck one just to say you fucked one
You would engage in sexual intercourse with one of them just to boast about it


How dumb can one get, didn't even break bread to get with you
How foolish can someone be to not even receive compensation after engaging in sexual activity with you


And walkin round like you the fuckin shit, bitch, you got too many issues
You walk around with an inflated ego, woman, but you possess an abundance of personal problems


Bitch, you get rotated through every crew like a tire from BF Goodridge
Woman, you frequently move between different groups of people, similar to a tire changing positions due to wear


Cause you 21 now, what, you actin like a good bitch?
Just because you have recently turned 21, are you suddenly behaving like a respectable woman?


I'm tryin to get my nigga sucked cause he from outta town
I am attempting to have my friend receive oral sex because he is visiting from a different city


You just suck his dick while I weigh out the pounds and then you out
You simply engage in oral sex with him while I measure the drugs, and then you leave


What you mean you don't know, don't you need a little bread?
What do you mean you are unsure, don't you require some money?


You can feed a starvin child for just a little bit of head
For the act of performing oral sex, you can provide nourishment to a hungry child


You suck a broke nigga dick but won't suck a rich nigga
You willingly perform oral sex on a penniless man, but refuse to do the same for a wealthy man


He a white boy, little man, limp dick nigga
The man you refuse to engage sexually with is Caucasian, of small stature, and has erectile dysfunction


Three minutes and you gone, then I hit you at your home
You abruptly depart after engaging in sexual activity for only three minutes, then I contact you at your residence


Give you a little for your pocket, now your weekend is on
I provide you with a small sum of money to cover your expenses, allowing you to enjoy your weekend


I don't understand, huh? Then why the fuck I'm talkin?
I am unable to comprehend, so why am I wasting my time explaining?


Matter fact I'm wastin time, huh, bitch, get to walkin
In fact, I am wasting my own time, so woman, start walking away


You try to help a rat bitch, she'll diss you on some wack shit
When you attempt to assist a deceitful woman, she will disrespect you with some mediocre behavior


You weigh 125, how you still lookin fat, bitch?
Despite weighing 125 pounds, how do you manage to appear overweight, woman?


Save them cheap ( ? ) yeah, I'm tryin to diss you
Keep your inexpensive beauty products to yourself, yes, I am attempting to disrespect you


You a broke-ass, think-you-bad bitch and you got too many issues
You are a financially destitute, self-proclaimed attractive woman, burdened with various personal problems


Nigga, fuck yo broke ass
Man, disregard your impoverished state


You ain't got no muthafuckin money anyway, nigga
You possess absolutely no funds whatsoever, man


Don't come over here talkin about I got issues
Do not approach me and claim that I have problems


You got issues
It is you who has a plethora of personal problems


Nigga, you rollin on stop
Man, you are not making any progress


So don't even try to come over here
Therefore, do not even make an attempt to approach me


Either you pay me or don't pay me no muthafuckin attention
Either compensate me or ignore my presence completely


So ehm that's all this about over here
So, that concludes everything in this particular vicinity


When you look my way I already know you gots to pay
When you gaze in my direction, I am already aware that you owe me money


All this issue shit, you can take that shit to the next bitch
All these personal problems you possess, direct them towards another woman


I ain't the one, nigga
I am not the individual for you, man


Please
I implore you


Please believe it
Please have faith in what I am saying


Fuck that
Disregard that


Pay me
Provide me with the compensation I demand


Yeah I got issues, so what?
Yes, I possess personal problems, what of it?


I'm tryin to get fly, youknowmsayin
I am attempting to appear fashionable, do you understand?


I'm tryin to go to the Century Club
I desire to visit the Century Club, a popular establishment


I need $100 on my hair
I require $100 to be spent on my hair


I need uh 50 to go the nail shop
In addition, I need $50 to visit the nail salon


I need 200 for that new Iceberg make-up
Furthermore, I require $200 to purchase the latest Iceberg cosmetics


So uh, what you workin with?
Therefore, what amount of money can you provide?


Shit, I'm a real bitch
Well, I am an authentic woman


Yeah
Indeed


And I need to get my car washed
Additionally, I need to have my car cleaned


As a matter of fact, I'm tryin to roll yo shit
In fact, I intend to make use of your vehicle


Don't you got a Jag or somethin?
Do you not own a Jaguar or something similar?


Yeah, I'm tryin to roll yo shit, nigga
Yes, I aim to utilize your vehicle, man


On the real, me and all my muthafuckin homegirls
Honestly, myself and all my female friends


We comin to the party...
We are planning to attend the party together




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Carl Allen Sturken, Evan A. Rogers

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