(Beat clicks, low piano loop)
Intro
Yeah — look, check it —
One time, two time, keep it tight.
Verse 1
You whisper in the wings while I sign the score,
countin’ ledger lines while you knock at the door.
Smile in the meeting, but your eyes want war,
you count my wins like debt — boy, that's poor decor.
I move like a boardroom ghost with a streetlight past,
put my name on the skyline, your doubts never last.
You throw shade like rent, try collectin' on clout,
but my roots run deep — you just a drought.
Pre-Chorus
Every rumor’s a mirror, every jab is a test,
you look for my cracks like a treasure chest.
Chorus (call-and-response)
What’s your problem? Say it clear, spit the motive,
what’s your problem? Jealousy’s expensive, but you love to promote it.
What’s your problem? I got time, I got calm, I got product,
what’s your problem? You trippin’ on me when you can’t even cop it.
Verse 2
You talk like you built somethin’ when you borrowed the plan,
frontin’ like you the wave — nah, you just sand.
I invest in futures, you invest in rumor mills,
I turn gray matter into gold, you squat for cheap thrills.
You mad at reflection, but fault's misapplied,
projection got a price — you bought the lie.
I move profitably, quietly, with purpose like stealth,
your problem ain’t with me — it’s with your own wealth.
Bridge (spoken, clipped)
Call it paranoia, call it the cold world test,
but if you hatin’ on success, man, clean your chest.
We don’t trade in small talk, we scale — elevate, vault,
if you searchin’ for reasons, look in your own fault.
Chorus
What’s your problem? Say it clear, spit the motive,
what’s your problem? Jealousy’s expensive, but you love to promote it.
What’s your problem? I got time, I got calm, I got product,
what’s your problem? You trippin’ on me when you can’t even cop it.
Verse 3
You wanna set the tone? I write the score and the staff,
I flip adversity into assets, you just do the math.
Your envy wearin’ thin like cuffs on a thrifted coat,
I sail with a crew that keeps the ship afloat.
So ask your question loud, come correct with the plot,
I answer with action — your threats? They’re not.
You want a piece of smoke, but can’t handle the flame,
I’m harvestin’ seasons, you stuck on one name.
Outro (melodic, cool)
So check your problem, brother, check your angle, check your mind,
stop chasin’ ghosts in mirrors when your ladder’s one rung behind.
What’s your problem? Ask again, I’ll pass the stone,
I’m buildin’ tomorrow — leave the petty, take your own.
Porque music
See you when I see you
Otro
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