What's The Issue

D.A.N, yeah, uh, what's the issue, 1-800, y'all ready When the rope stops jumpin', the party gets to pumpin I be feelin' like the Andre 3000 of my city brother killin' brother Why we can't stand next to each other Streets always preventin' that, this is bigger than rap Don't allow negativity till my eyes roll back In this Villa Rica state of mind, my niggas dyin Not makin' past twenty-nine, what's the issue, nigga This not Atlanta, but all the gangs are the same Bullets flyin', hit our brothers in the head, what's the issue Yeah, no more love and vacation Swimmin' naked with a bad Malaysian Deep conversation leadin' to a deeper sensation Stop actin' like this forever, this ain't lovin' to make it I done made love with different women, even the baddest Jamaican But still standin' lonely in the Matrix And I flew out to Vegas, and the sun was beamin' so hard That it brought out all the hatred Goddamn, baby, we on vacation, still you constantly ragin What's the point of lookin' for love I been on my own since the age of one These women wanna suck out all the fun Make you think you the only one with these options Poppin' in like Hot Topics Women disappear like COVID when Ukraine war started Please stop it, don't say you love me Can't be happy on the warm beach No more love and vacation No more intimate love makin Tell em' you the only one in this world I can have my babies with Bitch, please God is all I need All them other problems can fall And you can rake em' up with the leaves Don't leave They tellin' me don't leave But when I was down bad And all I had was my pleads You couldn't see through the pain Didn't notice the stain Play me like a game What's the issue What, what, what, what's the issue When the rope stops jumpin The party gets to pumpin I be feelin' like the Andre 3000 of my city brother Killin' brother while we can't stand next to each other Streets always preventin' that this is bigger than rap Don't allow negativity till my eyes roll back In this Villa Rica state of mind My niggas dyin', aint make it past 29 What's the issue This not Atlanta, but all the gangs are the same Bullets flyin', get our brothers in the head What's the issue Askin' me, Dan, are you good, my nigga All my city niggas straight out the hood, my nigga When I say I'm good, I be lyin Too many partnas been dyin I'm sleepin' on this couch, I've been sleepless at night Prayin' to God I make it to Friday Stop poppin' those bottles for the moment Too much money stored in the Chromebook This crypto been jumpin', you ain't been watchin F*ck a Maybach, I want the Ferrari Pushin' up daffodils Kids always seem to squeal Heart's been broken, the past made it hard to heal Seein' the sun at the end of the tunnel Demons had me trippin' in puddles With the dark shadows castin Can't even see my own reflection I think I lost myself And the streets started consumin' me The hatred, the drugs, the anger, the love Is this God's plan Well, He only knows as I chase this light of mine Somehow I continue to shine Through the good days and bad states Hood girlfriends with French braids I'm really starting to question is it me? Only God knows my vision And if I told you, let's keep it a secret I'm done sayin' things for the devil to listen Sendin' all of his demons to prevent it In forms of people Turn my dreams into evil Knievel, I take the blame of all my actions Accountabilities and all my distractions It's time I'ma get it right Show everybody who bet on me was right D.A.N