YG - Control Problems lyrics

[Intro: Cozz] Most ni**as Okay [Chorus: Cozz] Most ni**as that I know got control problems (Yeah-yeah) I let God handle (I let God) I let God handle mine (Yeah-yeah) Even stressed, I be blessed I got new problems I let God handle (I do) I let God handle mine (My man) [Post-Chorus: Cozz] You can't damage my, my ego It's too amplified, my fit b*tch, it's sanitized, too clean Wash it in a dryer (Ha) Most ni**as that I know got ho problems (For real) I let God handle (I do) I let God handle mine (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Cozz] And my b*tch humb is cattle size (It's big) Love 'causе all of my tats, I look vandalized (Tatted) She can tеll I've been through hell through my damaged eyes (Suffered) But I let God handle (I do) I let God handle mine (My guy) I take her down better than a toy that's batterized (Batterized) Lick it down, I make it [?] (Hey) Rich ni**as give her bu*terflies But I'm from the bottom like a bag of fries I had a dime before I had a dime Money ain't a personality trait I get for free but ni**as had to buy ('Cause they losers) Ayy, I made no excuses, yeah, I made no alibis (Get it) Everything I manifested it was fantasized (For real) Now this feeling that I got, I just can't describe (I'm lit) Now all I preach is that cheese, yeah, I'm pasteurized (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) This bread got my pockets meaty, boy, that sandwhich fire (Woo) Real sh*t, holdin' no weed but my hands is hot (We hot) Ain't nothin' forced 'cause my source it come from the Lord (For real) You try to force, you a dork, let her be a who*e (Ha, ha, ha, ha) [Chorus: Cozz] Most ni**as that I know got control problems (Problems) I let God handle (I let God) I let God handle mine (Yeah-yeah) Even stressed, I be blessed, I got new problems (For real) I let God handle (Yeah) I let God handle mine (Okay) [Post-Chorus: Cozz] You can't damage my, my ego It's too amplified, my fit b*tch, it's sanitized, too clean (b*tch) Wash it in a dryer Most ni**as that I know got ho problems (Flex) I let God handle (b*tch) I let God handle mine [Verse 2: YG] ni**as playin' with my name on the internet Thinking 'bout getting 'em whacked, but I ain't sent 'em yet Catch a homi', do some time He ain't worth me gettin' into that So I'ma let God handle mines One of his other opps'll probably slide Yeah, that's how we bomin' with the gang Throwin' up the gang We got weaks stomachs in that Mulsanne Ain't gotta speak gang, it speak for me (Gang) In a Mulsanne with a model thing She don't eat nothin' (Lil' skinny ho) I ain't sh*t, fu*k that b*tch and dip, I'm for the streets (I'm for the streets) Never work out with these hoes, they be wantin' more from me (They wantin' more from me) I don't check in with no b*tch, it ain't no parolin' me (Ain't no parolin' me) Stop bein' a control freak, you can't control me, sippin' (Ain't no controllin' me) Sippin' hard, livin' large, never really trippin' (Never) If you ain't richer than me, fu*k your advice, I don't listen (fu*k off) Billion dollar ni**a, no one realer, that's the vision (No one) Forever fu*kin' b*tches in villas 'cause life's a midget [Chorus: Cozz] Most ni**as that I know got control problems (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, problems) I let God handle (I let God) I let God handle mine (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) Even stressed, I be blessed, I got new problems (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, for real) I let God handle (Yeah) I let God handle mine (Okay) [Post-Chorus: Cozz] You can't damage my, my ego It's too amplified, my fit b*tch, it's sanitized, too clean (b*tch) Wash it in a dryer Most ni**as that I know got ho problems (Flex) I let God handle (b*tch) I let God handle mine [Outro: Cozz] Ha, haha, haha, [?]