Lyrics Problems - ChasingRyan , M.C.

I wrote this this morning so hopefully I don't mess up

Problems
I can't afford a mistake
My money too low in the bank
Been dumping it all in the tape
Problems (So many problems)
Life got me running a race
I struggle to keep up the pace
I been losing faith
Cuz I got some stress that I need to get of my chest
God gotta test
My life is mess
I promise I'm doing my best
The 8th on the way
The tape bouta play
But I gotta finish the rest
4-5 the gang
Our music it bang
And that's why I'm feeling so pressed
(Yeah)
P dropping classics (Wow)
Davey be singing, producing, he mix and he masters
I can't move us backwards
The pressure got high and depression was back in
I'm never relaxing
I feel like I'm tapped in (Okay)
But I'm back to the rapping
(Okay)
I know I done said it before I hope I don't say it again
I did not come in this game to even the score
I'm playing to win
I'm praying again
I'm talking to God like it is my only option
He said it again
I heard knocking, I'm letting him in
I'm making amends
Ain't making no friends cuz I got a lot by my side
The 4 and the 5
You know they gon ride as long as he keep us alive
And people done tried to come for the ride but they left me empty inside
The hate is disguised when they telling lies man I had to sever the ties
Man I couldn't hang with them guys
I'm James Harden when he can't miss
Jeff Gordon with the lane switch
Still writing out the same whip
And I know that I can't quit and I can't switch
And if I gotta leave then I gotta leave with the same ones I came with
The ones I hang with know I got

Problems
To many problems
So many problems
Consistent problems
Yeah

Problems
To many problems
So many problems
Consistent problems
Yeah

Problems
To many problems
So many problems
Consistent problems
Yeah

I was at that place where it's like
"I don't really feel like he's real to me
Like I don't think I believe in God, like, anymore
To be honest with you"