Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

They say "Luda, you rather have the money or the fame?"
And I try to tell 'em that it all just depends
'Cause every time I make a little more money I seem to be losin' of my friends
So I'd give it all up to repeat over and they'd say "Dude is a fool"
I can't trust another motherfucker livin' in this world and this got me losin' my cool
What would do if you were in my situation
And the minute everyone you loved to say you looked up?
You drink pain to the bottom of a bottle and the Conjure would have you fucked up
So I'm lookin' for love in all the wrong places, pop pills, drink by the cases
Get high, make a get low, in the strip club lookin' for familiar faces
People know me on a first name basis but all they ever want's my cash
"Let me borrow just a couple hundred dollars and you know I'm a pay you back", my ass
world so superficial, this world done lost my trust
They say "Ludacris, you changin'" but I really give a fuck!
What the hell am I suppose to What the hell am I suppose to do?
I'm that the Devil's in disguise and I'm hearin' that the nigga look just like you
They know I walk throw the Valley of the of Death, I don't go astray
And I get down on my knees and and I say

(Okay, okay, okay) I my problems would go away
(Okay, okay, okay) I my problems would go away, away, away
Wish my problems would go away, away,

Doc say I to change my diet, cause I'm really not eatin' right
said I need some peace and quite, cause I'm really not sleepin' right
What's the use of havin' all the money and the power in the world if I can't it?
Seems like the, only thing that's, keepin' me together is my
If it wasn't for I think I would lose it; if it wasn't for that I would go crazy
When nobody make good on they word and the make you feel like fuck you pay me
'Cause I gotta feed family, some of the ones that abandoned me
That still lookin' for a hand out, 'til you out that there ain't shit ya handed me
Hah, still mad at me? But I'm to be the man I plan to be
But can't do it if you callin' me for dumb shit, thinkin' it's innocent, I'm a plea (ohh!)
Too many distractions, and it like everyday
So I get down on my and pray and I say

(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my would go away
(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems go away, away, away
Wish my would go away, away, away

I finally it to the top of the CEO position
But when things don't go their way, these artists got all suspicions
So the weed keep me at and I think I need an intervention
Who the put me in charge of makin' all of these decisions?
My position got me like it never did before
Not to mention my best friend and death was knockin' at his door
And it seems like someone in my family is passin' away like
So I just up to the sky and get on my knees and pray and I say!

(Okay, okay, okay) I my problems would go away
(Okay, okay, okay) I my problems would go away, away, away
Wish my problems would go away, away,