Problems
T.I. Feat. B.o.B Mac Boney Problem Trae Tha Truth & Young Dro Lyrics


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AZ
Yeah
Now dig
You got, rich niggas right
They do what they want to do
Ha, and you got
Broke niggas, you heard?
They do what they gotta do
Now ask yourself, which one are you
Ha, fall back

I had some problems
And no one could seem to solve them
But you found the answer
Told me to take this chance

Soakin' in Remy
Sittin' back smokin' a twenty
Shit is scabby
The hustlin' is so in me
Never so envy, got a style on max
I'm like Po
Packin' eighty four
Now smile at that
Unseen when I'm low
But still right in your face
I'm so skinny
But that semi-autos right in my waist
From Jags to Jeeps

With them raggedy seats
Just imagine how I'm movin' if we had any beats
Beats relax me
Good cheeba keeps me nasty
Lower the smoke when I see the G's creepin' past me
Duckin' a notch
Bustin Dutches apart
Love pussy wit pretty lips
When you fuck it it fart
Frina fro
Freak for the rims that glow
Rock Timbs in the summer or ten below
Blood in streets
The signs of the drugs that's deep
I'm just another nigga next up, tryin to eat

You Know!
Not a soul baby!
It's all for y'all now

But it seems y'all would rather
See me hit
Then see my rich
Get bagged over some bullshit
Then see me snitch
Hopin' some days old bitch will leave me sick
Like I'm a sucker for love wit some easy dick
I did dirt through my days
But hit my worth
Even then I still made sure no kids got hurt
Sweepin' next
Been on since my feet got wet
From the best turned vet
Learned to speak direct

My games jumpin'
We all had out days of barkin'
You could tell niggas styles by they ways of parkin'
While dispute it
Doe got us so polluted
Paranoid to the point its like we, over do it
Police pressure
Peep how the beasts suppress ya
Rough up, hand-cuff and treat you lesser
Toast on me
Smoke spray your popouree
y'all can bet ima rap how its supposed to be

You Know!
Not a soul baby!
It's all for y'all now
I got it locked, feel me!

If in a game
Get chills on a sniff on my chain
It's only real, certain niggas mention my name
Some relate
Others stay numbin' the face
Tryin; to keep steps ahead like we runnin' a race
Nikes and Timbs
Lady friends lime em slim
Light make-up
That shit that blend right wit the skin
So what the issue?
All dick sucks is still official
Cold-steel nickles
And Phil I'm still wit you
Ice-bergen
On the turn-pike mergin'
Late night, right brake lights black the ???
Tree smokin'
Hustle the rap ima keep ropin'
Too many niggas got feeble motions
Distress got em
Who else want to express they problems?
Get upset
But phil best respect the bottom
To a false
Feel a fake love or hate
Write a wrong as long as the thugs relate

You Know!
Not a soul baby!
It's all for y'all now
What y'all want from me?
Yeah, y'all haters better get a hustle man
Stop fuckin' wit me
I'm tryin' to live me, nah mean?
I been at the bottom
I was risen
Then I 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

Overall Meaning

The song "Problems" by T.I. Feat. B.o.B Mac Boney Problem Trae Tha Truth & Young Dro is a reflection on the different ways rich and poor people approach life. The song opens with a commentary on the disparities between the rich and the broke, with the suggestion that it's important to identify which one you are. The verses explore different aspects of life as a hustler, from smoking weed and drinking Remy to dodging the police and trying to stay one step ahead of rivals. The chorus emphasizes that everything the artists are doing is for their audience, with repeated assurances that "it's all for y'all now."


The lyrics are full of gritty details and vivid imagery, painting a picture of life in the streets. There's a sense of tension and danger underlying everything, from the mention of a gun in the singer's waistband to the fear of getting caught up in drama over "some bullshit." Despite the difficulties they face, however, the artists maintain a sense of pride and determination, refusing to let the system bring them down.


Line by Line Meaning

I had some problems
I faced some difficulties


And no one could seem to solve them
I couldn't find a solution to my problems


But you found the answer
You provided me with the solution


Told me to take this chance
Advised me to take a risk


Soakin' in Remy
Drinking Remy Martin cognac


Sittin' back smokin' a twenty
Relaxing while smoking a joint


Shit is scabby
The situation is tough


The hustlin' is so in me
I am a born hustler


Never so envy, got a style on max
I am not envious and my style is unmatched


I'm like Po
I am like Edgar Allan Poe


Packin' eighty four
Carrying a .38 caliber pistol


Now smile at that
Be proud of that


Unseen when I'm low
Invisible when I am poor


But still right in your face
Visible when I am doing well


I'm so skinny
I am physically slim


But that semi-autos right in my waist
I carry a semi-automatic pistol in my waistband


From Jags to Jeeps
From luxury cars to simple ones


With them raggedy seats
With seats in poor condition


Just imagine how I'm movin' if we had any beats
Picture how I would be moving if there was music playing


Beats relax me
Music calms me down


Good cheeba keeps me nasty
High quality weed makes me feel good


Lower the smoke when I see the G's creepin' past me
Stop smoking weed when the cops are nearby


Duckin' a notch
Avoiding a threat


Bustin Dutches apart
Rolling and smoking weed


Love pussy wit pretty lips
Attracted to women with attractive facial features


When you fuck it it fart
When you have sex with it, it releases gas


Frina fro Freak for the rims that glow
Excited about the flashy rims on the wheels


Rock Timbs in the summer or ten below
Wearing Timberland boots in hot or cold weather


Blood in streets
There is violence in the streets


The signs of the drugs that's deep
The consequences of drug use are severe


I'm just another nigga next up, tryin to eat
I am just another person who is trying to succeed


But it seems y'all would rather
But it appears you prefer


See me hit
See me fail or get arrested


Then see my rich
Then see my wealthy friends


Get bagged over some bullshit
Get arrested for something trivial


Then see me snitch
Then see me reveal information to the authorities


Hopin' some days old bitch will leave me sick
Wishing that an ex-girlfriend will cause me problems


Like I'm a sucker for love wit some easy dick
As if I am foolish for falling in love with an easy woman


I did dirt through my days
I have committed crimes in my past


But hit my worth
But I made sure to succeed


Even then I still made sure no kids got hurt
Despite my crimes, I avoided harming children


Sweepin' next
Working hard at the next opportunity


Been on since my feet got wet
Been hustling since I was young


From the best turned vet
From the top to the experienced veteran


Learned to speak direct
Learned to communicate clearly


My games jumpin'
My business is doing well


We all had out days of barkin'
We have all had to make ourselves heard


You could tell niggas styles by they ways of parkin'
You can judge someone's character by the way they park their car


While dispute it Doe got us so polluted
Despite the debate, money has corrupted us


Paranoid to the point its like we, over do it
Paranoia has caused us to be overly cautious


Police pressure
Intimidation from the police


Peep how the beasts suppress ya
Notice how the police oppress you


Rough up, hand-cuff and treat you lesser
Physically harm and mistreat you


Toast on me
I will pay for drinks


Smoke spray your popouree
Smoking weed around your potpourri


y'all can bet ima rap how its supposed to be
You can count on me to rap the way it should be done


If in a game
In this situation


Get chills on a sniff on my chain
Get excited by the sight of my jewelry


It's only real, certain niggas mention my name
Only real people recognize and talk about me


Some relate
Some understand


Others stay numbin' the face
Others ignore the truth


Tryin; to keep steps ahead like we runnin' a race
Trying to stay ahead of the competition


Nikes and Timbs
Nike sneakers and Timberland boots


Lady friends lime em slim
I prefer my female friends to be slim


Light make-up
Minimal makeup


That shit that blend right wit the skin
Makeup that matches skin tone


So what the issue?
What is the problem?


All dick sucks is still official
Oral sex is still popular


Cold-steel nickles
Cold, steel bullets


And Phil I'm still wit you
And Phil, I still support you


Ice-bergen
Diamonds


On the turn-pike mergin'
Driving on the highway


Late night, right brake lights black the ???
Driving at night with no visible license plate


Tree smokin'
Smoking weed


Hustle the rap ima keep ropin'
I will continue to work hard and hustle in this industry


Too many niggas got feeble motions
Too many people are weak and have no drive


Distress got em
Stress is affecting them


Who else want to express they problems?
Who else wants to talk about their issues?


Get upset
Become angry


But phil best respect the bottom
But Phil should remember where he came from


To a false
To a fake


Feel a fake love or hate
Experience insincere love or hate


Write a wrong as long as the thugs relate
Address a mistake as long as it resonates with the hustlers


What y'all want from me?
What do you want from me?


Yeah, y'all haters better get a hustle man
You haters should get a job


Stop fuckin' wit me
Stop bothering me


I'm tryin' to live me, nah mean?
I am trying to enjoy life, you know?


I been at the bottom
I have experienced hardship


I was risen
I have risen above my past


Then I fell back down
And then I had setbacks


I'm tryin' to climb up man
I am trying to improve my situation


Get off my back baby
Stop criticizing me


It's all a game man don't hate me hate the game
It's all part of the industry, don't blame me for it


AZ the Visualiza return, once again
AZ, the rapper with a creative vision, has returned


Love life, hate, what the fuck
I have mixed feelings about life and the world




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: ELDRA DEBARGE, ELDRA P DE BARGE, ROD NAVARRO

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