​problems 9TAILS

[Intro]
Yeah, yo, ayy, yo

[Chorus]
I got some problems (Yup), run and tell that (Yeah)
To the few of you talking that shit, but you never would hit my dm's (Snakes)
Got shit on my mental, I'm fucked in the mind (I'm fucked)
But with the distractions, I still look at you and I still see the slime

[Verse 1]
Your main girl at my door like hello, like motto
Want photos, girl, it's a no go
Gimme the loot and I'm out like Diablo
Or you could leave in twenty
Actually, no ones home, spend plenty
She lose the clothes when I motorboat
Got me muffled out like Kenny, yeah
No something doesn't sound right
Hol' up 9TAILS, I thought you were a sad guy
I'm pursuing music, I'm not pursuing a bad life
If I get a chance to fix my shit, I wanna live nice
On that "I don't wanna listen to you if you do not wanna die"
Tell me why, 'cause those comments tend to keep me up at night
I'm not offended, but I'm not pretending
That my sadness more than average
Just so I can take advantage of the scene
Whiter than the filling in a Krispy Kreme
Got no lean, but the green come a quarter ounce a week (Weed smoke)
I smoke until I sleep
Substitute my antidepressants for some OG (For the weed smoke)