Lyrics Major Problems - Jaguar Provo

Major problems
I command myself to overcome it
Threw some Double on that grind
And now it's fuck the budget
Said he was my main homie
But I knew he wasn't
Tell me, do you like the whip?
I spent a couple duckets
Boy I know I'm on my way
I know I made my mama proud
Bringing you the talent
Like I balked at UK, I'm the brow
Girl you know I'm on my way
Love to break it down
7 seas to middle earth
I was chhosen for this crown

Trust this pimpin
It's a method to my madness
Why express it, when it's too much
That's dramatic
OG swear I'm on my way to make a classic
This is feeling like Magic
No looking past it
Let's go

(Breakdown)

Major problems
I command my self to over come it
Told my self that it was something
But it really wasn't
Plenty niggas talking bout it but they never buzzin
You know I'm hungry for the grind
I'm bout to get to grubbin
4:30 in the morning
That's a perfect time for me
Stuck up in the booth
Until this grind produce the shine I need
Only pray that Allah give me strength
Like I am young Ali
I'll just keep on doing me
And writing y'all these Melodies
Dispose with all the pleasantries
And do it while I roll the trees
It's feeling like the 9th degree
I pray for those who close to me

Pop my shit
I'm on my shit
This ain't no counterfeit
This might be it
In east Atlanta
Bout to grab a zip
Just watch my wrist
I write these hits
And I ain't need my blic
Pop my shit
I'm on my shit
This ain't no counterfeit
This might be it
In east Atlanta
Bout to grab a zip