J Lethal - I'm A f**in' Problem lyrics

I'ma ride 'til I die, blunts to the air so you know I stay high Eastside n***a, until the day they bury me 3-1-3 n***a until six men have to carry me f** them f** n***as, on that f** sh** Flow stay retarded so you know I gotta spit And I shouldn't have to tell you that I'm still that man Putting all these trash rappers in a garbage can Say the word, and I'm right back at it Cooking rhymes in the booth like I'm serving up addicts I'm better than good, I'm better than great I'm the King of my city and you n***as still late Bouncing with the beat like a box-spring mattress If good equals ill then my haters need to catch this My mixtapes be better than some n***as albums I'm high up in this b**h like I took a hit of valium Mind too advanced, call me Professor X I'm a curse to these n***as, that means I'm a hex I'm raw like a dick in the p**y with no rubber And I'm still the best b, that's word to my mother Even when the beat stop I'ma keep going Even when the beat gone I'ma just keep flowing I can rock it acapella, n***as love to talk a lot but no one else could do it better b**h I'ma ride 'til I die, choppa on my lap, p**y n***as gonna fry Thug life b**h, don't get ya a** kicked Then I take ya b**h to my crib and get my dick licked I'ma ride 'til I die, blunts to the air so you know I stay high Rolling up that purple weed that got a n***a feeling zooted If that b**h ain't trying to f** then she straight getting booted Pull up to the scene with that Bruce Wayne money Got a couple bad b**hes and they love to count it for me And I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish a n***a would Get dropped to the ground like a p**y n***a should Ask about me motherf**a, yeah I got a lot of f**ing problems If you think you big and bad then come and try to f**ing solve 'em Number one stunna 'til my motherf**ing d**h Still got this game on lock like house arrest b**h I am divine, are you out of your mind 'Cause ya know I gotta shine, yeah you know I gotta grind Twenty four seven, three sixty five days a year k**ing competition, and I shed not a tear k**ing all these rappers, and no I'm not sorry Swanton Bomb to your track, b**h I'm Jeff Hardy It's Jay F. Tae invading everybody playlist Hopefully remembered as the motherf**ing greatest