Trouble$

Mr. No good program, the shenanigans Four door bucket packed out like Anderson Callin' up Brandon' like nigga with the bidnezz? Heard a nigga had a problem Knock him down with the swiftness Motherfuckin' mission, rollin' solo with that Equalizer Creasy with the scope, yes, men on fire Spot him, got him, walk him down, Michael Myers Ten toes down, but the joints stay up Two step to the funk with the truth in my cup Take it down by the sip Crooked letters in the script For the love ones that I miss For the love ones that I miss Every moment that I miss Broken piece, I try to fix In every war in which Me, myself, I had to enlist Battle against giants Ran that fade with Debo God made man But this Colt will make us equal Troubles are a testimony Feelin' real funny in the bitch Real funny in the bitch The sun is on me The sun is on me The sun is on you The sun is on you Someone needs a testimony Feelin' real funny in this bitch Real funny in the bitch Troubles on me Troubles on me There's trouble on you There's trouble on you I got two phone calls One to my wife and the other one to God One to show my love and the other for the flaws Other for the flaws Other for the flaws Long talks with the Lord Show him my vision board Motivation comes with inspiration Niggas can't afford You can wave the white flag Or you can raise the sword Either way it go, my nigga Guess the choices all yours So I The choices all yours So I The choices all yours So I The choices all yours So I The choices all yours Make that monster look himself up in the mirror Keep the bullshit, lil' nigga can't hear ya No, I don't feel ya No, I don't feel ya No, I don't feel ya No, I don't feel ya There's a beauty in the struggle But that bitch can get ugly Ain't no sunshine But the day's still lovely Yeah, I'm at peace when the nature come and hug me Nature come and hug me Nature come and hug me Got some trees in my jar and it lookin' like the Amazon Me and Mary Jane got her t-shirt and her panties on Feast like Raheem on the eve of Eid Ramadan Land of the lost and I lay my head in Babylon I need Zion like the N.O Break bread with my brother, slidin' for my kinfolk Part the red sea for them blue notes You know I die for every nigga in this motherfuckin' four door But I'm solo So I'm Testimony Feelin' real funny in this bitch Feelin' funny in this bitch The sun is on me The sun is on me The sun is on you The sun is on you But the troubles are testimony Feelin' real funny in this bitch Feelin' funny in this bitch The troubles on me The troubles on me The troubles on you The troubles on you I got two phone calls One to my wife and the other one to God One to show my love and the other for the flaws The other for the flaws The other for the flaws I got two phone calls One to my wife and the other one to God One to show my love and the other for the flaws The other for the flaws And the other for the flaws And the other for the flaws, nigga