Problems
Shy Glizzy Lyrics


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Geraldo Live on the track
Yeah
Young Jefe, homes
GG
Forever
Oh

Who is this? This Geraldo
What you smokin'? Oh, gelato
I got bitches and they model
Your bitch swallow, she need goggles
Goddamn, look at my pockets
Look like I just hit the lotto
Pull up valet, let 'em park it
Baby, I can pay your car note
Buy her Yeezys, buy her heels
I solve her problems, pay her bills
I'm being real, girl I'm too trill
Now baby, tell me how you feel
I got hitters and they kill
Know I still be in the field
Know I be with them gorillas
Tote banana clips for real
Got back up, I took a fall
Lil' nigga, my money tall
I'm that nigga in DC
And bitch I ball like John Wall
Look at me, I'm livin' large
'Member them nights, was trappin' hard
'Member them nights I had to rob
Yeah, 'member them nights I used to starve
'Member that night I serve that tail then the feds came into my house
'Member ain't nobody believe in me 'til I showed 'em what I'm 'bout
'Member I used to pour that lean up 'til I fuckin' blacked out
This for lil' homie in the traphouse with them fuckin' racks out

(Ayy, ayy,)
I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father
I know I gotta stay committed, that gon' take me farther
Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper
I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor (oh)
I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor (oh, oh)

Chicago streets late night, tryna catch
Every time I boot up, I need a good batch
Don't wanna hit, then slide in that cat
There can't be peace 'cause you know it's that
You ain't in the streets and I notice that
You left my side when I was under arrest
You left my side when I was under stress
You turned your back so I know you ain't shit
How you gon' lie and go along with the bitch?
Promise he red but I know he a crip
Come to my crib, you can't come with a bitch
Draco shells, it come with a kick
We know you told and that lil' shit stick
You the one know I had a gun in the whip
You the one know I had a gun on my hip
I slept on floors
Shootouts where I'm from, when I grew up I couldn't ignore it
Some nights I was gettin' too mad at myself 'cause I couldn't record
And I couldn't make it to your funeral, I sent my regards
Hangin' out the roof with my two fingers, fuck the law (Fuck 'em)

I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father
I know I gotta stay committed, that gon' take me farther
Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper




I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor

Overall Meaning

The song "Problems" by Shy Glizzy is a reflection of his life experiences and a glimpse into the world of the rapper. The song starts with a shout-out to Geraldo Rivera, a well-known television personality known for his investigative journalism. The first few lines of the song talk about the rapper's lavish lifestyle with mentions of girls, money, and material possessions. Shy Glizzy goes on to talk about his struggles with the law and how he had to go out and make a living for himself since he didn't have a father figure in his life. He mentions his addiction to lean and acknowledges that his parole officer thinks it's vodka. The song also features a tribute to his friend who passed away, and he expresses regret for not being able to make it to his funeral.


Shy Glizzy's "Problems" is a poignant commentary on the struggles of growing up in the streets, wanting to achieve a better life, and the obstacles one must overcome to do so. The song touches on themes of addiction, poverty, violence, and personal loss. Shy Glizzy's raw and honest portrayal of his life experiences makes the song all the more powerful. It also serves as a reminder that despite the glitz and glamour associated with fame, the pain of the past will always be a part of who he is.


Line by Line Meaning

Who is this? This Geraldo
Introducing himself as Young Jefe and saying hello to Geraldo, the one who laid the track for his song


What you smokin'? Oh, gelato
Asking Geraldo what type of weed he is smoking - Gelato


I got bitches and they model
Boasting about his girlfriends and their profession of modeling


Your bitch swallow, she need goggles
Claiming that he has oral sex with other people's girlfriends to the extent it would require goggles due to deep throat


Goddamn, look at my pockets
Admiring the amount of money he has in his pockets at that moment


Look like I just hit the lotto
His pockets are filled in a way that makes it look like he just won a huge sum of money


Pull up valet, let 'em park it
Telling the valet to park his car for him


Baby, I can pay your car note
Telling the girl he is talking to that he can pay for her car payment


Buy her Yeezys, buy her heels
Saying that he can also buy her expensive items like Yeezys (shoes) and heels


I solve her problems, pay her bills
Claiming that he can solve the girl's problems and pay for her expenses


I'm being real, girl I'm too trill
Saying that he is being honest with her and he is too real


Now baby, tell me how you feel
Asking the girl how she feels about him and his offers


I got hitters and they kill
Saying that he has friends who can handle violence


Know I still be in the field
Admitting that he is still out in the dangerous places


Know I be with them gorillas
Acknowledging that he is surrounded by his toughest friends


Tote banana clips for real
Saying that he carries banana clips - a type of ammunition - for real


Got back up, I took a fall
Admitting that he has had setbacks but still got back up again


Lil' nigga, my money tall
Saying that he is short but his money is tall


I'm that nigga in DC
Referring to himself as the man in Washington, DC


And bitch I ball like John Wall
Saying that he plays basketball like John Wall, who is known for his skilled ball handling


Look at me, I'm livin' large
Admiring his luxurious life


'Member them nights, was trappin' hard
Remembering the nights when he was dealing drugs and working hard in the trap


'Member them nights I had to rob
Recalling the nights when he had to steal to survive


Yeah, 'member them nights I used to starve
Remembering the nights when he went without food


'Member that night I serve that tail then the feds came into my house
Recalling a specific night when he was dealing drugs and the police raided his house


'Member ain't nobody believe in me 'til I showed 'em what I'm 'bout
Reminding people that nobody believed in him until he proved himself


'Member I used to pour that lean up 'til I fuckin' blacked out
Remembering the times when he would drink lean - a mixture of cough syrup and soda - until he became unconscious


This for lil' homie in the traphouse with them fuckin' racks out
Dedicating this song to a young kid making a lot of money dealing drugs


I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
Saying that he is playing basketball better than anyone else and feels like the character from the movie Coach Carter


They say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
Acknowledging that his lifestyle is dangerous and he may not live to see the next day


I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no father
Saying that he had to hustle and make money because he didn't have a father figure to rely on


I know I gotta stay committed, that gon' take me farther
Acknowledging that he needs to stay committed to his goals in order to succeed


Y'all know this lean what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
Admitting that he drinks lean, but his probation officer thinks it is vodka


Upgraded from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper
Saying that he upgraded his weapon from a revolver to a bigger and more dangerous weapon


I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
Acknowledging that he has problems that he needs to face and fix, possibly needing professional help


Chicago streets late night, tryna catch
Talking about being out on the dangerous streets of Chicago at night, possibly up to no good


Every time I boot up, I need a good batch
Saying that he needs a good batch of drugs whenever he starts dealing


Don't wanna hit, then slide in that cat
Referring to having sex with a woman


There can't be peace 'cause you know it's that
Saying that there can never be peace in the streets


You ain't in the streets and I notice that
Noticing that someone he is talking to isn't involved in the dangerous street life like he is


You left my side when I was under arrest
Accusing someone he knows of abandoning him when he was arrested


You left my side when I was under stress
Claiming that someone he knows also left him when he was under stress


You turned your back so I know you ain't shit
Saying that he knows this person betrayed him and is not trustworthy


How you gon' lie and go along with the bitch?
Asking how this person can lie and side with someone else (possibly a woman)


Promise he red but I know he a crip
Saying that someone claimed to be from a rival gang (the Bloods), but he knows that they are really from the Crips


Come to my crib, you can't come with a bitch
Telling someone they can come over but not bring along a woman with them


Draco shells, it come with a kick
Talking about his weapon and how the bullets it shoots have a powerful impact


We know you told and that lil' shit stick
Saying that they know someone has snitched and that fact will always stick with them


You the one know I had a gun in the whip
Saying that this person knows he had a gun in his car


You the one know I had a gun on my hip
Saying that this person knows he was carrying a gun on his person


I slept on floors
Recalling the times when he had to sleep on the floor


Shootouts where I'm from, when I grew up I couldn't ignore it
Saying that gun battles were common where he grew up and he couldn't ignore them


Some nights I was gettin' too mad at myself 'cause I couldn't record
Saying there were times when he was so angry with himself that he couldn't focus on recording music


And I couldn't make it to your funeral, I sent my regards
Admitting that he couldn't make it to someone's funeral, but he still expressed his condolences


Hangin' out the roof with my two fingers, fuck the law
Saying that he is flipping off the police, showing his disrespect for the law


I'm tryna face all my problems, I need to see a doctor
Repeating the line from earlier, emphasizing his need to address his problems with professional help




Lyrics Β© DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Durk Banks, Geraldo Jose Mejia, Marquis King, Tyquian Bowman

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