Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

[Intro: Shy
Geraldo on the track

Young holmes
GG

[Verse 1: Shy
Who is This Geraldo
What you Oh, gelato
I got bitches and model
bitch swallow, she need goggles
Goddamn, look at my
like I just hit the lotto
Pull up valet, let 'em it
Baby I can pay car note
Yeah, Yeezys, buy her
I solve her problems, pay her
I'm real, girl I'm too trill
Now baby me how you feel
I got hitters and they
Know I be in the field
Know I be with gorillas
Tote clips for real
Got back up, I took a
Lil' nigga, my tall
I'm that nigga in DC and I ball like John Wall
Look at me, I'm livin'
them nights, was trappin' hard
Remember nights I had to rob
Yeah remember them nights I to starve
Remember that night I that tail
Then the feds came my house
ain't nobody believe in me
'til I showed 'em what I'm
Remember I used to pour lean up 'til I fuckin' black out
This for lil' homie in the with them fuckin' racks out

[Chorus: Rondo]
I'm ballin' harder than water, I'm like Coach Carter
say the life that I'm livin', I might not see tomorrow
I had to go out and get it 'cause I ain't had no
I know I gotta stay committed, that's gon' me farther
Y'all know this lean I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
from a revolver, hollows fillin' my chopper
I'm tryna all my problems, I need to see a doctor
I'm tryna face all my problems, I to see a doctor

2: Lil Durk]
Chicago streets late night, catch
time I boot up, I need a good batch
Don't wanna hit, slide in that cat
There can't be peace 'cause you it's that
You ain't in the streets and I notice
You left my side I was under arrest
You left my side when I was under
You turned back so I know you ain't shit
How you gon' lie and go along the bitch?
Promise he red but I he a crip
Come to my crib, you can't come a bitch
Draco shells, it come with a
We know you told and that shit stick
You the one I had a gun in the whip
You the one I had a gun on my hip
I slept on
Shootouts where I'm from, when I up I couldn't ignore it
Some nights I was too mad at myself 'cause I couldn't record
And I make it to your funeral, I sent my regards
out the roof with my two fingers, fuck the law (Fuck 'em)

[Chorus: Rondo]
I'm ballin' harder water, I'm feelin' like Coach Carter
They say the life that I'm livin', I not see tomorrow
I had to go out and get it 'cause I had no father
I know I gotta stay committed, that's gon' take me
Y'all know this what I'm sippin', my PO think this vodka
Upgraded from a revolver, fillin' my chopper
I'm tryna all my problems, I need to see a doctor
I'm tryna face all my problems, I to see a doctor