Trouble on My Mind

It's the blackout, 'rari got the back out

Showing my black ass, engine in the glass house

Started in the crack house, Obama went the back route

Kill bin Laden, never throw up in the black house

Still got the Macs out, pull the mask down like a mascot

Still trick with bitches out with money or with ass shots

G.O.O.D had room for one more, I took the last spot

Re-up gang paid a nigga, 'Ye done hit the jackpot

Whole 'nother level, then you add fame

That's a whole 'nother devil, legit drug dealer

That's a whole 'nother bezel, the carbon Audemar

That's a whole 'nother metal, but still keep it ghetto

Behind the scenes, pull strings like Gepetto

The gun blow steam, whistle like a tea kettle

Runnin' like the rebels

You and LV Sport shoe on a pedal, I let you niggas settle

Trouble on my mind

I got trouble on my mind

Trouble on my mind

So much trouble on my mind

Trouble on my mind

I got trouble on my mind

Trouble on my mind

So much trouble on my mind

Pharrell said "get 'em," so I got 'em

Tripped on Bristol Palin then I accidentally shot 'em

Then it ricocheted and killed the game

I'm a problem cause I wanna fuck the world but not a fan of using condoms

Pardon my French, I'm going hard as my dick

When I envision my tip on the crust of bitch's lips

Mr.Lipschitz has been trippin' since I mentioned Reptar's

Triceratops dinosaur dick

I feel it in my gut to kill these mutharfucks

As a musk like the arm of my pits

You niggas coming shorter than a Bush wick Billy costume

On sale during Christmas in Philly

Uhm, well, not really, it's gettin' kinda chilly

Let's hit a couple bars and give some bitches wet willies

Soaked, getting' jiggy with it and Bel-Air's riches

With a bag of pills, couple berries and a biscuit

Trouble on my mind

I got trouble on my mind

Trouble on my mind

So much trouble on my mind