[Verse 1: WordPlay T.Jay]

Call be black Macklemore, and they used to make fun of my vernacular

I’m spectacular they tryna see the proof, if I can back it up

And I’m graduating paper like a Bachelors

And that’s what’s up keep thinking that I’m wack as fuck

Bout to need a quarter million just to pack the buss

Getting Proffit situated just to stack the pub

Not the place you get a Guinness, ASCAP Whaddup?!

Tryna get these niggas salty like a peanut, peanut

And ya whole thing big as Mona Lisa, Lisa

Unidentified looking for your leader, leader

I’m going pro bitch I gotta get my feet up

Real soon I ain’t worried about the bills no more

I ain't owning all the rights then the deals no go

And my life bout to pivot like it’s heal to toe

I’ve been working this hard just to steal the show, I need some

[Hook:]

I think I need some new problems, hold up

Ain't thinking about the same old stuff

Had a bunch of days where it ain’t no love

But some new things just came up. Yup

New problems

Ain't thinking about the same old stuff

Had a bunch of days where it ain’t no love

But some new things just came up. Yup

[Verse 2:]

Sitting in a new tax bracket write another classic

They outside try to pick it out like a graphic

Honor roll now they watch me blow like a gasket

Yet the police try to put me in the casket

Co-workers knew me as a bold little bastard

On the road just to sell the flow to the masses

Piece it all together like its fabric (magic)

Tricks up my sleeve, call me Gadget

I don’t want to work no more unless its On the Map

Came up out the hood, where niggas they used to throw me daps

Now I’m hearing claps from the stage and not the A-R’s

And they used to blow my phone now they paid off

See me shining so bright I’m throwing shade off

Used to be plotting and scheming and now we Madoff

It don’t matter if you say I’m jacking Jay-Z lines

I’m only 1 song away from hitting Jay-Z’s line

[Bridge:]

I ain’t worried about the same old things

Cause they’re gon’ change

They’re gon’ change

Yeah they gon’ change

[Verse 3:]

I used to be worried about my bullshit luck

I was on my bullshit the the bullshit stuck

Doing everything just to fill my cup

Knowing that my real job is to write this stuff

Yet I’m filling out all the job applications

Knowing what I need is a little bit of patience

Working every day not to chase my dreams

Now I’m focused on my dreams just to make my cream

I got some new problems

[Hook:]