Bad Lucc - Already lyrics

[Intro: Problem] Motivated by the paper, faded like taper Drinks like these b**hes, I rarely ever chase it Motivated by the paper, faded like taper Drinks like these b**hes, I rarely ever chase it [Verse 1: Problem] Motivated by the paper, faded like taper Drinks like these b**hes, I rarely ever chase it Every second is a dollar, so time I never waste it You fake then find a mirror, sometimes you gotta face it But you ain't the n***a that you think you is bro 100 on the wake up and I put that on my kids bro Miss my dog Miller, ain't afraid to let the tears show This sh** would drive you crazy but I still gotta steer yo So I just be dippin, I ain't trippin off no hoe sh** 'Cause life is do or die, I'm getting high listening to Po Pimp I'm twisting up the next J, I smoked with all my premros Took a k**er shot, hit them liquor store then reload Feelin like a Cheeto, swig on infinity Really it's that n***a that these n***as all pretend to be Baby I'm a never gon give a f** if b**hes feelin me I'll Gang energy, balling like it's 10 to me motherf**er [Hook:Problem] I'm the n***a and I know it already b**h I see you want my dick, go ahead and blow it already 300 thousand dollar whips, I done flowed already Done saying we them n***as, we done showed em already We dem showed em already, we dem showed em already We dem showed em already, we dem showed em already We dem showed em already, we dem showed em already Tired of saying we them n***as, we dem shown em already [Verse 2: Problem] The turn up ain't gon stop, you n***as better know it To have mo green than us yo a** gon have to grow it I stay with so much tree, you think I have to grow it Grab the mic then beat these n***as, yea I have to do it Do things hi way, dippin down a pair of ya No I ain't playin sh** like a car with no stereo Ya'll grind is inferior to mine Stall the whole show, all I took was some time Now them crackers after us, look at how it changed It was supposed to be this way, that's why I don't look phased Bullsh** convo I never entertain My side b**h dumb though she heavy with the brain Kinda hard to explain but I will try to, I'll game music is all I ride to Quite simply cause it's better and I'm just tired of being lied to By these motherf**in dust mops, quick changing flip floppin a** motherf**ers That's Kid [Hook: Problem] [Verse 3: Bad Lucc] Motivated by the paper, kush turn into vapor In the hood like Is and Yaki knockin down rackses and bakers Slammin on the pedal, got these itches in my vision Fat boy talkin sh**, expose the cell, this is my mission Stand out in the it crowd, they chearin like go Luccy Lookin my appearance, the way she steerin she gon f** me The say I got a potty mouth to be sayin what all be fakin Laid down til I have a seat and that p**y I be breakin Slurpin like a f**in kid, I take my fresh as altro No keys what I'm out for, got a boo impalo alto Mobbing on my base sh** but I'm LA bred and born n***a 1-0-6 in town there, come through get f**ed like p**n n***a Smoke good, it's Cali n***a we smoke good Ridin fast to that avalanche then I made a left to the folk hood Chain swingin on hot speed, I'm heckin favored you know the deal Told b**h mic after T shirt spot me, 3 X and that's for real [Hook: Problem]