Bigger Problems Rich Homie Quan

[Intro]
Ayo Trizzy this shit hard
Ayy, uh, Rich Homie baby
Ay Quan, you know we ain't loosing shit, man. We might lose a little sleep but, we ain't never gon' lose our minds, know I'm saying. Specially about no money. Nigga know what's up with me. What's up with we. I've been doing this shit man

[Chorus]
It's like the more money I made I had to deal with bigger problems
And I start burning sage just to keep the hate up off me
Momma always told me "pray", you know I did that often
And I'm thanking God every chance I get I ain't in no coffin
Say he ain't felt no pain with the kid
He ain't never stood out in a rain with the kid
This money and this car yeah they came with the kid
And these niggas catching RICOs you can't bang with the kid
I'm a certified Homie you can't change for no bitch
Icebox got me geeked they did my chain and my wrist
Say you love me baby, tatt' my name on you then
And I respect the L of course but girl I came here the win
Can't even explain how I feel

[Verse]
Mind in a couple of places I got a reason
I should have another lil boy, another one who need me
It's like how you take abortion from women that left me speechless
What if your daughter got raped would you want her to keep it
I wake up get money for breakfast until it's evening
[?] we doing this all season
Ran off on lil niggas [?] we can't keep it
Nigga pillow talking, they telling all y'all secrets
Had them boys ran out, ay I got it what y'all needed
We done won so much the done read it like "Y'all cheated"
I gotta keep my head up in while I might know bleeding
And I still tryna balance this shit