Problems Lyrics - Nelly

Let's go, ay 

This story we about to tell you, is all true 

The names may have been changed to protect some of those close to me 

Uhh, uhh, true story, but if not 

They say money is the root of all evil 

And I'm really startin to see what it do to people 

Check it (c'mon) mo' money, mo' problems 

Well e'rybody got problems, but they expect me to solve 'em (hey) 

And I can barely solve my own 

Got me lookin at 'em like, "You supposed to be grown?" 

And I done said this shit in four different tones 

To they face, e-mails mayne and over the phone 

I done said that shit calm, I done said that shit loud 

I done pulled 'em to the side, I done tried to sit 'em down 

But some just don't get it 

Cause they mind only focused on (hey) shit what I got 

What they ain't got, and what they can't get 

Got me lookin at my albums like "Who wrote this shit?" 

Believe me man, I hope this get 

just a tad bit better but I doubt that shit (it's like hey!) 

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I can hear these people say, "Damn that boy done changed" 

But they don't understand the pressures I'm goin through 

Oh how I wish there was a way, to change places for a day 

Just so they can see what it's like to walk a mile in my shoes 

Yo, listen 

C'mon, I love Dave Chappelle 

But I don't know too many turn down 50 mil' 

See that's talk for real 

Besides, you know what I had to go through to get this deal? 

How many brothers I done seen get killed 

for 50 bucks and a few of them pills? Y'all don't feel me 

(Man please) Damn right I sing all them songs 

So I can buy my pops a car and my momma a home 

So she can sit up on the phone with her best friend Joan 

Talkin like on and on how her baby done grown 

"How my baby make his own through the microphone 

And how my baby been my baby since my baby was born" 

But uhh, I ain't sayin man it's all about the money 

But let's face it, you can't make a record for free 

I'll be damned if I watch 'em make a mil' off me 

And I just sit back and take it, for minimum wage 

And I done gave 'em e'rything but my D and my A 

I say hey, that's what the contract say (contract say) 

They make it seem like you can't get away 

It's like you owe these niggaz three more days 

Y'all don't feel me (hey!) 

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Shout out to my nigga Polow 

Woo! A knocker right here O.G. 

Uh, uh, uh, yea