[Chorus: Problem]
Hunnid million in my sight, I gotta touch that
Go against the throne, you gettin' bust at (Bust at)
Hustlin’, yeah, I'm busy as a bee
And I ain't fuckin’ no bitch if she ain't busier than me
On my ma and my daddy, too
My kids, my auntie, and my granny, too

[Verse 1: Problem]
'Member polyin' with Boolie in my granny's eighty-two
School 'bout to start, mama, I ain't got no loot
What the fuck we finna do?
Fuck it, hit the mall, snatch somethin', rack somethin’
I’m smokin' dolo if you niggas ain’t tryna match somethin'
Yeah, mama always knew I was on the cash route
Forteen, holdin' dice games in my back house
Darn nea stayed two doors from the crack house
Dealers maxed out 'til they pockets racked out (Boom!)
Hmm, Chachi need to see what that ’bout
Damn, enemy just hit the block with the Macs out
Boom-boom-boom, shots rang out, duck for cover
R.I.P. Joaquin, they shot him dead in front his mother
Salute my nigga Nick, I ain't shit without my brother
I'm my mama's only son, because of him she got another
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