Testo Relapse - Problem
Testo della canzone Relapse (Problem), tratta dall'album Mollywood 3: The Relapse [Deluxe Edition]
Okay, yeah, let's get to it then
What, yeah, what
Uh, yeah, what
See I took a little vacation, had to put it all in perspective
And now I'm back motherfucker, relapse motherfucker
I took a little vacation, had to put it all in perspective
So now I'm back motherfucker, relapse motherfucker
Wish these niggas get off my dick, shit, your ho already there
Packin' all by, gettin' high with the guy
Lookin' to the sky, baby, I'm already there, let's go
I'm cloud steppin' 'cause I pop one
These mark niggas I am not some
Turn your day black as Gotham
I'm high as fuck, I can sock some
Miami on a yacht huddlin'
I made mine, I don't flock, cousin
Do my thing 'til the cops comin'
My YSLs keep the block bubblin'
My OSLs keep the block rumblin'
Lit stuntin' but I'm not stumblin'
Coochie kissin', you let me in it, that coochie listenin'
From day one, I talk like this 'cause I'm day one, block boy
Me comin' back to my hood is somethin' no nigga can't stop, boy
You's a young fuck, mark, I'll sick my sister on you niggas
And you used to be from that, now you was claimin' this
On God, I got pictures of niggas, why am I trippin', my nigga?
Took a little vacation, had to put it all in perspective
And now I'm back motherfucker, relapse motherfucker
I took a little vacation, had to put it all in perspective
But now I'm back motherfucker, relapse motherfucker
This one nigga fucked my bitch
Shit, it is what it is
But little did he know I already had one of his
Fuck that, move on
Niggas like how you let a little man come and just take your position
With fake ass beef, seen niggas 20 deep, deep
Still not one nigga wanted no friction
Tried to defuse it, keep it all music
Fuck it, we can blame it on the streets, I suppose
Real nigga rule number 354
Never ever ever ever ever beef over hoes
Doin' 60 damn rolls, Prince
On God, I don't want no problems, life too hard
Plus my toilet paper long enough to have that ass bleedin'
Like when your ass wipe too hard, that stonin'
What? In the squad I trust
And my mama probably gon' be mad at me but I'm back on the dust
And oh yeah, I brought some more dope for the city
My drugs good, my plug good, get 'em 10 for the 50
Took a little vacation, had to put it all in perspective
And now I'm back motherfucker, relapse motherfucker
I took a little vacation, had to put it all in perspective
But now I'm back motherfucker, relapse motherfucker
Where top boy at? He the man with the eye, hard rush
No cut, he the man with the fire, go time
Showtime, I'm the man on the fly
Can't respect no nigga if he can't
Look in my eye when I'm talkin' to him
Y'all was rappin' 'bout it, I was walkin' through it
Gangsta shit, bruh, I can talk it fluent
After a win, dog, I often lose it
Don't be mad, just boss up
What? My passport got stamps
And my most loyalest thang gave your boy the clap
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Writer(s): Jason Martin, Quinton Johnson
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