Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves
I found a solution to all my stress and problems/
99 problems but a disk ain't one
I lost my connection with my woman
Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up
With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck
Mo' money, mo' problems
I think found where your mind was
I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Cant escape the problems he's facing,
I know the moves i'm making
Smoke until i ain't got no lungs
Like it might solve their problems
See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
Sit in the water let the ocean wash away the problems.
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