(Ba-Ba-Bando on the Beat!) Way-ayy-ay-ay… Too many fucking problems—mhm, mhm. Too many fucking problems, I can't sleep, Mind racing while the whole world's moving deep. Love turned cold, now it's hard to believe, Everybody want a piece, nobody wanna bleed. God first, get money, don't stop—don't stop, Keep it moving, put that shit on the floor. Life come and go, baby, slow your roll, 'Cause you never know when you're knocking on the door. God first, get money, don't stop Even when I'm hurting, I'ma give it what I got. Left, right, up, down—hell, I don't know, But I'm still ten toes with the Bando flo Way too many problems, got me wide awake, Stomach touching when I'm clutching, feeling all that weight. Got a chip on my shoulder, got colder with age, Used to love with my heart, now I'm stuck in a cage. Superficial love, everybody want benefits, Say they got your back, then they switch and forget. Blow the whistle, let your people know, Ain't no love when the love only comes with a price tag, bro. I ain't got the time—nah, I ain't got it, Even if I did, I still probably say I ain't got it. Keep it moving, I got places I gotta go, Fuck with me wrong, then you already kno Life come and go, baby, slow your roll, Before you go crazy, you might lose your soul. Lately I've been dealing with a whole lot of shady, Thought she was my woman, now she gone replace me. Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm going through it, Maybe all this pain got me not knowing what to do with it. Born in the '80s, yeah, a little bit crazy, But I learned real young this world ain't gonna save me. World keeps spinning—tell me which way do I go? Left, right, up, down, shit, I don't even know. I'm going through it, don't try to figure me out, Too many emotions I'm still fighting about. Too many fucking problems, I can't sleep, Mind racing while the whole world's moving deep. Love turned cold, now it's hard to believe, Everybody want a piece, nobody wanna bleed. God first, get money, don't stop—don't stop, Keep it moving, put that shit on the floor. Life come and go, baby, slow your roll, 'Cause you never know when you're knocking on the door. Why you keep testing me? Stressing me? Trying every fucking day to get the best of me. What's wrong with you? Why you creeping at my door? Knocking off the hinges, then you're taking something more. Taking all your friends, taking everything you know, Everybody switching sides when the pressure starts to show. We need to get our children off the streets and into books, Teach 'em how to read the world before the world gives 'em looks. I'm just speaking my shit, who am I to tell? Ain't nothing new underneath this fucking sun from hell. Oh, Father, I surrender, I'm ready, let me go, Jesus Christ beside me while I'm walking through the smoke. DEA selling poison, whole system looking strange, Everybody chasing money while the whole world's in pain. What if life was vice versa? What if good became evil? Would you still recognize yourself when nobody could see you? Every day the same shit, damn, that shit is trippy, Broke my life apart, now my road looking shitty. Feeling hurt over and over, ain't nothing new to me, But I'm still standing here, so this pain ain't gonna bury me. Walk around the city, everybody taking photos, Young they want the spotlight, old they duck the cameras. Everybody wanna fit in till they don't fit anymore, Then they realize the crowd ain't what they was living for. Why I ride around the city so low? 'Cause I don't trust everybody that I know. Keep my circle tight, keep my business on the low, If you ain't bringing peace, then you gotta fucking go. Me, myself, and I—yeah, that's the trio, But God above me, that's the only thing I know. First things first—God, then come the dough, Don't forget the mission when you're chasing what you owe. I'ma get it, flip it, put it on the floor, Fall down ten times, I'ma get up ten more. They can talk all day, I don't hear that shit no more, Bando flow—ready, set, go! I've been fighting demons that nobody ever sees, Smiling for the world while I'm begging God for peace. Ain't nobody listening when I'm screaming from my soul, So I put it in the music and I let the whole thing go. I done lost some people, I done lost some trust, Seen love turn to hate, seen forever turn to dust. But I refuse to let the darkness take control, I got faith in my chest and got fire in my soul. If I gotta walk alone, then I'm walking on my own, Too many fucking problems, I can't sleep, But I got too much fire buried underneath. Love turned cold, but it won't bury me, I gave my pain a voice—now the whole world gonna hear me. God first, get money, don't stop—don't stop, Keep it moving, put that shit on the floor. Life come and go, baby, slow your roll, You don't know what tomorrow got in store. God first, get money, don't stop—don't stop, Bando flow, motherfucker, give it everything you got. Left, right, up, down—now I know where to go: God first, —BANDO FLOW! (Ba-Ba-Bando on the Beat!)
