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Rich Homie Quan - Bigger Problems Lyrics

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(Ayo, Trizzy this shit hard)
Ayy (uh, uh)
Rich Homie, baby (yeah)
(I'm so tired of sleeping, baby)
Ay, Quan
You know we ain't losing shit, man
We might lose a little sleep but
We ain't never gon' lose our mind
You know what I'm saying, huh
Especially not about no money
Niggas know wassup with me
Wassup with we, I been doing this shit, man (yeah)

It's like the more money I made, I had to deal with bigger problems
And I start burning sage just to keep the hate up off me
Momma always told me pray even though I did that often
And I'm thanking God every chance that I get I ain't in no coffin
Said you ain't felt no pain with the kid
You ain't never stood out in the rain with the kid
The money and these cars, yeah, they came with the kid
And these niggas catching Rico's, you can't bang with the kid
I'm a certified Homie, you can't change for no bitch
Icebox got me lit, they did my chain and my wrist
Say you love me, baby, tatt my name on you then
And I respect the L of course but, girl, I came here to win
Can't even explain how I'm feeling

Mind in a couple places, I got a reason
I just had another little boy, another one who need me
Like how you take abortion from women? That left me speechless
What if your daughter got rape, would you want her to keep it?
I wake up, get money for breakfast until it's evening
I'm out of hibernation, we doing this all season (yeah)
Ran off on them niggas who cuss, we call, "Keep it"
Niggas pillow talking, they telling all y'all secrets
Heard them boys ran out, ay, I got it, what y'all needin'?
We done won so much, they done rigged it, like y'all cheated
And I got to keep my head up and walk like my nose bleeding
And I'm still tryna balance this shit (ay)

It's like the more money I made, I had to deal with bigger problems
And I start burning sage just to keep the hate up off me
Momma always told me pray even though I did that often
And I'm thanking God every chance that I get I ain't in no coffin
Said you ain't felt no pain with the kid
You ain't never stood out in the rain with the kid
The money and these cars, yeah, they came with the kid
And these niggas catching Rico's, you can't bang with the kid
I'm a certified Homie, you can't change for no bitch
Icebox got me lit, they did my chain and my wrist
Say you love me, baby, tatt my name on you then
And I respect the L of course but, girl, I came here to win
Can't even explain how I'm feeling
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