Problem

Baby don’t act like you don’t see me
Lookin' at you
You know that you done had it with my OCD
I been running my mouth 'bout a hundred times
I don’t count
But you owe me
Listen I don’t wanna fight
But it’s looking like tonight
We about to throw down, thrown down (ah)
Like royalty with no crown it’s a problem
Ehhh
Houston we got a problem
Eh Ehh Ehhh
Houston we got a problem
Ehhh
Houston we got a problem
Ehhhh
(I think we got a little problem)
That you take it too far
I think you raise up the bar
No way I’m not
This is me dropping the ball
Do you
See me?
My energy
My scream
My reach
To the
Ceiling
I see you acting up
Like I dont wanna see you
Like an open book
Anybody could read you
Love is blind
You’re my braille so I feel you
Nobody knows you like I do
I know the real you
The true press like stilletos (?)
I could heal you
Give you kisses form my rose
I could seal you
I know your friends don’t like me cause they wanna be you
I just want you to rock with me like Bono & U2(?)
Give you OCB’s, for your OCD
You know I’m a freak, call me ODB
Baby you’re the lead in this movie scene
I be going deep like the ocean be
With my Hennessy
You wanna throw it down
Yeah I beat your P
Put you on a level that these bitches
Only see in their dreams
Sky is the limit
Well with us
Many tried, many died
But these bitches and these niggas couldn’t reach
Like royalty with no crown it’s a problem
Ehhh
Houston we got a problem
Eh Ehh Ehhh
Houston we got a problem
Ehhh
Houston we got a problem
Ehhhh