8 Million Stories - A Tribe Called Quest

Went to Carvel to get a

Milk shake

This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes

The car oh yeah there's money in my jacket

Somebody broke into my ride and cold macked it

Yo tip I tell you man the devil's tryin' it

But I'm goin' to stay strong 'cause I ain't buyin' it

Tonight I'm taking Sherry out I don't have jack to wear

You know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gear

Cool I found something so I ironed it

I then got caught up on the phone oh sh*t I'm fryin' it

Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this

I think I'll pull out my suit for Sunday service

My little brother wants Barney cool I'm gettin' it

Took him down to Kay-Bee they ain't sellin' it

Here we go with the cryin' yo he's throwin' fits

My blood pressure's blowin' up I can't take the sh*t

Finally got what he wanted now he's good to go

Again the ride was smashed where's my radio

One time the car was in the shop I had to borrow see

They had no mercy on the car they almost killed me

Where the hell can Nicki be I'm gonna smack her up

I got the tickets for the Knicks and she cold stood me up

I need to hit a honey off Jarobi pass the phone

Pulled out my book of hoes oh yo Sheila's home

Steady smilin' like a mother yo I'm read' to bone

Went down to hon she's in the red zone

Stressed out more than anyone could ever be

Forever tryin' to clear the samples for my new LP

Everybody knows I go to Georgia often

Got on the flight and I ended up in Boston

With all these trials and tribulations yo I've been affected

And to top it off Starks got ejected

Problems problems problems

(Woe is me I'm havin')

Problems problems problems

Just last week my girl was stressin' me

Now her best friend be undressin' me

Well I was lovin' her by the moon ray

Now I'm tricking on her like Kinte' c'mon

Bought a bag of izm from the smoke shop

Walkin' towards the car here come the damn cops

Now I'm station bound for the Thai Sticks

I bought it for my man I don't believe this sh*t

Coach sat me down from the ball team

'Cause I was breakin' niggaz on the inseams

Some niggaz cross town was tryin' to stick me

All I had was shorts a dollar fifty

Picked up this girl in the hooptie

Just because I rhyme she tried to soup me

Pay for this pay for that loot for nails and hair

Who the hell you think I am Mr Belvedere

Go and get a bloody job then can we look cute

Even if you give me boots you'll neva see my loot

She wasn't even all of that just another hooker

So I turned that a** away quick like Chucky Booker

Sometimes you got put the hoes in their friggin' place

Just move from in front me with your botty face

Problems problems problems

(Lord knows I'm havin')

Problems problems problems

(Jesus Christ I'm havin')

Problems problems problems

(Pray for me I'm havin')

Problems problems problems

Yeah yeah just lay down your burdens by the riverside

Hah and you'll be alright you know what I'm sayin'

Love and peace from Phife for '93 you know what I'm sayin'

Tribe Called Quest Shaheed and Tip this is how we flip

My man Muhammad in the house huh

Zulu Nation in the house huh

SubRoc is in the house huh

My man Skeff is in the house huh

Jarobi White is in the house huh

Bob Power in the house huh

My man Eric in the house huh

My man Nitro in the house huh

Help me out y'all help me out now

Help me out God I really need ya

Help me out now I really need ya

Help me out y'all help me out now

I'm havin' problems help me out now

Really need ya to help me out now

Help me out y'all help me out now

Help me out y'all help me out now

Help me out y'all help me out now

Help me out God I really need ya

Havin' problems help me out now

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