Problem ☆ Still Mine

[Intro: DJ Khaled]

Money long, the night is young

The world is on

[Hook: Chris Brown]

I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now

I’ll drink to that, I’ll drink to that

That ain’t gon’ change a thing

Still gon’ do my thing

I’m still ya ya

Still gon’ go and get mine

Still gon’ keep on winnin

Still gon’ keep it one hunnit everytime

I’m still eating when them niggas throw shots

I’m still still gon’ end up on top

(Pussy ass niggas stop hating)

[Verse 1: Wale]

Ralph uh, niggas be women like hoes be women

Look at me close, there is no sympathy

Those will envy [?] subliminal quotes [?]

If only I hate them, like Tony Montana except no Monola

She love me for [?]

These dudes these snakes these women is vultures

Who am I to trust, who gon’ ride for me

Who’s gon’ light somebody up when I be like yup, they squeeze, comfortably

And that new custom piece [?]

I [?]

And the Lambo feel what a real nigga doin [?] skrr in it

And the world so ill when the boy get funny over money or a girl

Let it marinate, let me correlate, let them niggas hate

We never ever let a women tell a nigga wait

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Most of these niggas ain’t [?] most of these ain’t poppin’

Most of these niggas ain’t bothering most of these niggas they starving

Talking cars and, what the fuck

They don’t even got em

So high don’t see no problems

Bitch I’m on them trees like Tarzan

Aw man, I want all my cheese like Robin

Shrimp or calamari I’m a young nigga with options

And you close but you ain’t close enough

In the VIP call me the poster child from posting up

Top floor suite we going up

D.A.F. I’m dope as fuck

Woo, hundred bottles comin’ that mean a hundred bottles gettin’ opened up

Rolex face all frozen expect ya’ll to hate you ain’t supposed to love it

She backing up, like a Tonka truck

[Hook]

[Verse 3: DJ Khaled]

Fuck boy, I kept it real, came up

Wake up, feeling blessed, pockets full, no stress

At the shop, we the best

Cutting checks, eating good

Loving life [?]

I’m still gon’ shine bright in that limelight

[Verse 4: Ace Hood]

Ok now it’s no more Mr. nice guy

If you niggas couldn’t see me in the day time

Girl you got a better chance getting a day job

Your career wouldn’t blow away the napalm

Silly motherfucka, who knows how to win the game on the buzzer

I’m the type to make a whole lot of money

Buy a whole new crib cus I’m bored as a motherfucka

And it’s still fuck hater

Still gon’ ball like Kobe from the Lakers

Still we the best, and it’s still hood nation

And I’m still gonna smoke even if I’m on [?]

[Hook]