Lupe Fiasco Ft. Future - No Problems Lyrics
(Intro)
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Young Francis on the Drogas)
(Verse: Lupe Fiasco)
Five niggas, counted five niggas, all inside of that roller coaster
Loop-de-loop, ova and ova
Dope Francis, pulling Drogas
Shaka Zulu in the tub, holding toasters, niggawood
In the club, on the sofa, on the wall he got two chains
On her titties boy, that's a motorboat
Ya can go with Noah, go ovaboat her
Like Pac, so crazy, silver Surfer, so wavy
Beat Army, go Navy, so cool, go baby
Golden blue, so navy, old school, I'm so eighties
Drop verses, top earnin', convert a bird and I'm so Shady
Keith Richards, I'm no Grady, I'm all tsunami, can't point break me
I'm so...
(Hook: Future)
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)
(Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco)
Lupeland, carnival
Barnum & Bailey pardon ya, place car with barre, barnival
Lose control, bumper car or two, lose control
Like funnel cake from that fun house, ya luv an arm or two
Doing battle with the bottles like a baller too
Like a carnivore at a bar-b-que
Art of war, arsenal
I'm a level four on yo armor too
Nigga that don't match, armadillo
That don't rap, what's wrong with ya
That's detrimental
Homeboy, residential mind state
Existential Rollex
Presidental, time waits
For no man that I've ever met
Tell him no standard that I've ever set
Live right now like it's betta yet
Treat a trash can like a treasure chest
Don't jump ship for a betta deck
Or dump chips on a betta bet
Don't change gangs for a less set
Full of fake niggas to get betta checks
When it's real niggas that ain't never never left
Their good ghetto for a betta mess
And my father told me just die well
So I'ma do my best to have a betta death
And give a lot cause yo deeds speak when ya resurrect
Bout revolution ain't ready yet
But ya don't never know so don't ever guess on letter X
(Hook: both)
(Lupeland, freak show, eyes all in that peep hole
Ya believe that ya know that girl but I don't really think so)
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)
(Outro)
(Paris skirt in her Paris heels
Where we at? Where is real?
Lupeland, cotton candy, carousals, ferris wheels)
I don't want no problems
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling
I'm just playing, I'm gon' kill em'
Where yo niggas?
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x2)
(Intro)
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Young Francis on the Drogas)
(Verse: Lupe Fiasco)
Five niggas, counted five niggas, all inside of that roller coaster
Loop-de-loop, ova and ova
Dope Francis, pulling Drogas
Shaka Zulu in the tub, holding toasters, niggawood
In the club, on the sofa, on the wall he got two chains
On her titties boy, that's a motorboat
Ya can go with Noah, go ovaboat her
Like Pac, so crazy, silver Surfer, so wavy
Beat Army, go Navy, so cool, go baby
Golden blue, so navy, old school, I'm so eighties
Drop verses, top earnin', convert a bird and I'm so Shady
Keith Richards, I'm no Grady, I'm all tsunami, can't point break me
I'm so...
(Hook: Future)
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)
(Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco)
Lupeland, carnival
Barnum & Bailey pardon ya, place car with barre, barnival
Lose control, bumper car or two, lose control
Like funnel cake from that fun house, ya luv an arm or two
Doing battle with the bottles like a baller too
Like a carnivore at a bar-b-que
Art of war, arsenal
I'm a level four on yo armor too
Nigga that don't match, armadillo
That don't rap, what's wrong with ya
That's detrimental
Homeboy, residential mind state
Existential Rollex
Presidental, time waits
For no man that I've ever met
Tell him no standard that I've ever set
Live right now like it's betta yet
Treat a trash can like a treasure chest
Don't jump ship for a betta deck
Or dump chips on a betta bet
Don't change gangs for a less set
Full of fake niggas to get betta checks
When it's real niggas that ain't never never left
Their good ghetto for a betta mess
And my father told me just die well
So I'ma do my best to have a betta death
And give a lot cause yo deeds speak when ya resurrect
Bout revolution ain't ready yet
But ya don't never know so don't ever guess on letter X
(Hook: both)
(Lupeland, freak show, eyes all in that peep hole
Ya believe that ya know that girl but I don't really think so)
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x3)
(Outro)
(Paris skirt in her Paris heels
Where we at? Where is real?
Lupeland, cotton candy, carousals, ferris wheels)
I don't want no problems
I don't want no problems
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling
I'm just playing, I'm gon' kill em'
Where yo niggas?
I'm just chilling, I'm just chilling (x2)