Songtexte Problems - Triune

Most problems arise wherever the answer dwells, or usually follows whoever has it well
A wise man once told me that cancer kills and blood ain't thicker than water, it just has a smell
He also taught to me stay away from the near-sighted
And never emulate what you see from the fear guided
The same man I once said saved my life, turned foe and succumbed to his own great advice.

So let's toast to the people that got no life
And hate on everything but they're own plight
They'll back stab you leave you there in the cold night
And even believe they own lies
They my problems, they my problems they my problems
I got toast for these problems, they my problems, they my problems

Certain people have a clue who you are while others make attempts to tell your dreams are too far
Well, middle finger to the doubters may the lord remove any pessimist' from round us
Either you with me or against me that's the bottom line failure is an option of you, it is not of i
So if you disband the ship, when we make our destination don't ask for shit #realtalk

So let's toast to the people that got no life
And hate on everything but they're own plight
They'll back stab you leave you there in the cold night
And even believe they own lies
They my problems, they my problems they my problems
I got toast for these problems, they my problems, they my problems

Money bring opportunities, bitches and things, it also brings on impunity, snitches and thieves
Just the smell of it will have nigga crowding you
Saying they reason and they the person that founded you
In they heart they believe it though nobody sees it, now you see why i've limited all of my features
No backstage passes they stay in the bleachers, sometimes greed just gets a little too eager yeah

So let's toast to the people that got no life
And hate on everything but they're own plight
They'll back stab you leave you there in the cold night
And even believe they own lies
They my problems, they my problems they my problems
I got toast for these problems, they my problems, they my problems

They say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer
Nah, keep your circle small and keep your eyes on your enemies
This world is wicked place
These niggas will shake your hand with the same one they stab you in the back with
Deal with problems when they occur, but the wise tries their hardest to prevent them
To prevent them you keep your ears open and your mouth shut
And when people show you who they are believe them
Yeah