Lyrics Problems (feat. RayRizzle) - YATTA

I ain′t been in the booth in a minute
Not beneficent when you fuckin' with niggas
You playin′ both sides of the fence
And them niggas gon' get into any of your business

All my brothers know I treat them the same
Solo homie don't you hop in this game
College can get you the watches and chains
Before it was sunny, you got a thug in the rain

I can′t complain about a damn thing
I think about the ones whose life was way harder
I′m busy tryna be a good friend in all this
I forgot I had my own problems

I was in the county on both sides
And I ain't tell the police nada
When you hop out nigga, don′t do no bluffin'
You better start bustin′ 'cause my hand would come at ya
I′m busy tryna be a good friend in all this
I forgot I had my own problems

I spend so much money on everybody else
I forgot the shit was my own dollars
I gave 'em my own, they took it for granted
I'm grateful as fuck and that shit, I can′t stand it
Been exposed to so much fake love
I ain′t feel nothing genuine in a minute

I been backstabbin', I′ve been called the
First solo, turned myself to a boss
And a pimp, bought my mom a house
Still don't amount to everything that I lost

Lost my best friend, then I start thuggin′
Cut my first homie like it was nothing
I been lied to by who I trust
Keep my guard up, I got a cousin

Terry Woods, I've been true to the game
Taking my brothers back, I give up the fame
Said jewels and hundreds, so how did you change
All I got for being a real nigga is pain

Streets are gainin′, now I'm drowning
I lost everything including fame
Nowadays I don't even cry
Nowadays I don′t even cry

I ain′t been in the booth in a minute
Not beneficent when you fuckin' with niggas
You playin′ both sides of the fence
And them niggas gon' get into any of your business

All my brothers know I treat them the same
Solo homie don′t you hop in this game
College can get you the watches and chains
Before it was sunny, you got a thug in the rain

I can't complain about a damn thing
I think about the ones whose life was way harder
I′m busy tryna be a good friend in all this
I forgot I had my own problems

I was in the county on both sides
And I ain't tell the police nada
When you hop out, nigga, don't do no bluffin′
You better start bustin′ 'cause my hand would come at ya

I ain′t been in the booth in a minute
Not beneficent when you fuckin' with niggas
You playin′ both sides of the fence
And them niggas gon' get into any of your business

All my brothers know I treat them the same
Solo homie don′t you hop in this game
College can get you the watches and chains
Before it was sunny, you got a thug in the rain

I can't complain about a damn thing
I think about the ones whose life was way harder
I'm busy tryna be a good friend in all this
I forgot I had my own problems

I was in the county on both sides
And I ain′t tell the police nada
When you hop out, nigga, don′t do no bluffin'
You better start bustin′ 'cause my hand would come at ya