NorthSideBenji - Problems to Millions lyrics

[Intro] (Trudie) (Hey, CR!) Yeah, huh, ah, hey [Chorus] I turned my problems to millions I ain't need to no dealin', huh My ni**a gon' do them drillin's so I ain't gotta shoot no children, huh See, I ain't even pop no perc's, lil' ni**a, but think I'm losin' feelin', uh This us just the mood I've been in I could point a finger at a block, he spin it, uh See, I ain't win yet but we winnin' My dawg been locked down on the yard for a minute Well yeah, he got caught, but I pray he acquitted Lil' homie got shot in his face, but he livin' so Guess somebody tryna let me know, who? You see, this life, it isn't worth it, dawg (You see, this life, it isn't worth it, dawg) [Verse] This love ain't this real, this sh*t is virtual And if she fu*k your mans, don't take it personal See, it's somethin' 'bout thesе streets and how we livin' So 'fore you cuff her watch how shе moves 'round rich ni**as Yeah, ha, yeah-yeah Trust me, you'd be lucky if you touch me Any you can get got like Chucky This ain't court, lil' ni**a, don't judge me See, I'ma do it on my own time, don't rush me Now my lil' baby movin' fussy 'Cause I'm travelin' all over the world and I ain't think to bring none of my girls See, I'm one of those selfish ni**as, huh She can't be none of my dawgs, baby, I'm selfish wit' ya, huh You can hear waterfalls, put you into this jewelry, baby, huh We don't get all of y'all, we ain't into the foolery lately, huh I was sayin', start hidin' My lil' homie spinnin' blocks, he with the violence I'm not condoning it but he too childish Body bags for business, ni**a, stop the wildin' She got a body on her like she [?] Before you fu*k her, ask her for the mileage It ain't hard to be real, lil' ni**a, why you lyin'? Tryna turn my lil' ni**as into giants But not get this deal lil' ni**a, I'ma sign it Put all my real homies in positions Get all my real homies out the kitchen See, he try the weapon on him from a distance My lil' homie gon' batter up before he pitch Thought you were my brother, homie, why you dissin'? We both gettin' money, homie, how you switchin'? See, I put that b*tch to work now she ain't missin' See, he put that stick to work and he ain't missin', ni**a, uh [Bridge] Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm Yeah, huh, yeah, huh [Chorus] I turned my problems to millions I ain't need to no dealin', huh My ni**a gon' do them drillin's so I ain't gotta shoot no children, huh See, I ain't even pop no perc's, lil' ni**a, but think I'm losin' feelin', uh This us just the mood I've been in I could point a finger at a block, he spin it, uh See, I ain't win yet but we winnin' My dawg been locked down on the yard for a minute Well yeah, he got caught, but I pray he acquitted Lil' homie got shot in his face, but he livin' so Guess somebody tryna let me know, who? You see, this life, it isn't worth it, dawg, huh [Outro] Ah-ah