Problems - Intellectual

[Intro]

This is Fear Factor Music you motherfuckers

Fear Factor Music, ew

Southern Smoke nigga, turn up the motherfuckin’ volume

Turn the fucking beat up

It’s Southern Smoke you bastards

[Hook]

Niggas know who we are

Cause we come from the bottom

And we long to run this man

My nigga you gotta understand

That we are on the blocks where the cops is said

Hustling all the day

For that hundred grand

Homie wish you gotta understand, understand

[Verse: B.o.B]

Understand that we come from the bottom

And when you at the bottom, you gotta grind hard

Just to move it up a little, but you still at the bottom

And everybody got them, what I’m talking ‘bout is problems

Yeah, in the struggle you can end up with a daughter

Or end up with a wife, or one-night-stand, it ended up being your life

So now you got some kids, now you got a car, and now you got a crib

Yeah, I know it’s kinda fucked up, but that’s just the way it is, so you won’t lock up

Everybody tryna play the lotto, put their box up

But it just ain’t enough tough luck, next book, next story

Next page, next cypher, and it just continues

Remember what I said man, this the new millennium

Yeah, kinda seem fucked up, everybody in condominiums

Why you living on minimum wage

Working at a place, where you gotta bag groceries all day

Working all you fingers to the bone, then you goin’ home

Dogs barkin’ at him, but you can’t throw ‘em a bone

Argue with your boss but he won’t throw you a bonus

So you headed to the bank and tryna go and get a loan, but you can’t

So now you’re all alone, sippin’ on Coronas, man I know it’s all wrong

But that’s just the way it is, fucked up, ain’t it?

Spend your whole life strugglin’ to make [?]

But you can’t pay ‘em, so yeah, [?]

Now you got bills all the way up to your neck

And that’s just a cycle