Anger Problems

By V9

On Murk With A Mouth

Released on November 19, 2021

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[Intro: V9]

(That boy Piso, he goin' cray)

(Jackiee)

Mmm, ay, come 'ere


[Verse 1: V9]

All the money in the world, can't bring big bro back (Nope)

All the money in the world needs more waps (Bow, bow)

We slide that in them transit vans (Yes)

We do shit right, gang known's for that (Ah)

I'm over tapped like I'm off the yat (Yes)

Run that down, I'm known for that (Ay, come 'ere)

Stretch my arm, sweep him off his feet (Mhm)

Then stretch my arm, you get what I mean (Ching, ching)

Lean man red, I be listen the scene (Splash)

Gang know I get man down for the team of ease (I do)

See man wrong with thе wind, breeze (Where you gеttin'?)

You still get caught then freeze, G's (Splash)

Wavy, got him down, some neek (Mhm)

It's brand old piss, just shoot some missile (Some GM)

Get verbal when you ain't done shit (Nah)

It's crazy how you live like this (How?)

They cat for the web in blogs

I ignore that shit, I'm better than this (I am)

Baddiest tits, best dump that shit

Suck wood, I can't hit shit (Double S)

I'm bougie, I gotta watch right, jeet (I do)

I'm bookie, I step back with the stick (Bow, bow)

Aim high, nuttin' below the hip (No)

Press this, watch this sink that ship (Grrt, bow, bow)


[Chorus: V9]

I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)

You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)

Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)

All the chat on the web

Has me fed up (Some GMs)

Pull up on them man feed them led and brown But when I see them, I go red (Ay)

While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)

Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)

I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)

You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)

Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)

All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)

Pull up on them man feet then let them brown (Mhm)

But when I see them, I go red (Ay)

While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm, mhm)

Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (Listen, you're gone)


[Verse 2: Unknown T]

We grip two least, don't do imitation

Yo, me and my world class taco

Turn on your guns, dishin' the station

No, find location, fly Caucasian

Can't keep up with probation

AM, PR, pree my navigation

Rest up Shegs, that's plug, gang built up a big foundation

Listen, my head back's stressed doin' all castration

The young bucks need me, validation

New waps, new beef, let's breeze out the car, still waitin'

All the opp boys bluff, they just live in the past, it's blatant

I can name all the opp boy yutes that we taken

But it's all bait, it's frustrating

Bruck it and duck from the bacon


[Chorus: V9]

I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)

You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)

Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)

All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)

Pull up on them man feet then let them brown (Mhm)

But when I see them, I go red (Ay)

While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)

Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)

I'm angry 24/7 (Yes)

You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)

Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)

All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)

Pull up on them man feet then let them brown (Mhm)

But when I see them, I go red (Ay)

While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)

Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)