In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Oh yeah, S.P. the Ghost, I'm back
Y'all know how I do
You don't want no problems with me (Ladies!)
You see me, leave me alone
'Fore somethin' bad happen, ya know?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Yeah, I wanna know who got a problem with me
I ain't got a model with me, good lookin' hood chick
That'll hit you with a bottle for me
A couple homies from the hood that know how I do
When I move they goin' follow me
Yeah, you from D-Block right?
Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights
Watch the 'gnac get chased by the champagne
Mary jane blowin', livin' life in the fast lane
Gotta stay fresh, cause I live by my last name, Styles
And they ain't make 'em like me in a while
Black tie affair, them Airs is crocodile
So whoever want a problem I still can stomp you out
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Yeah look look
Neo on the beat, glock in my murder hand
Back seat Pakistan, I can just kill a man
It's gettin' warm, they home for the summer
And left the winter clothes in the dorm
I don't want a problem, it's too much flesh out
They want me to cock back and blow their chest out
See me in the yard with a Newport, stressed out
It's too damn hot to walk around here vest out
Feel me dog, make money or make a hit
Other than that, can't think of shit
My son gettin' bigger, it's like every week this lil' nigga
His clothes or his Jordan's don't fit, who want a problem?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Hey! I'm comin' the 4th quarter
So I'ma just give you the summer to tread water
Way they wrote it down in the paper it said slaughter
Found him in the tub with nothin' but red water
But anyway, back on track
Honey in the black on black, ass all fat
What up ma? You feel like winnin', feel like spinnin'?
Lil' Jimmy Chu footwear, antique denim
Shh, you do the math to that, six months
For these Louis and these jeans is a half a stack
What more could you ask than that?
Whoever got a problem get all of the desert and half the mac
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Talk to me!
Y'all know how I do
You don't want no problems with me (Ladies!)
You see me, leave me alone
'Fore somethin' bad happen, ya know?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Yeah, I wanna know who got a problem with me
I ain't got a model with me, good lookin' hood chick
That'll hit you with a bottle for me
A couple homies from the hood that know how I do
When I move they goin' follow me
Yeah, you from D-Block right?
Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights
Watch the 'gnac get chased by the champagne
Mary jane blowin', livin' life in the fast lane
Gotta stay fresh, cause I live by my last name, Styles
And they ain't make 'em like me in a while
Black tie affair, them Airs is crocodile
So whoever want a problem I still can stomp you out
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Yeah look look
Neo on the beat, glock in my murder hand
Back seat Pakistan, I can just kill a man
It's gettin' warm, they home for the summer
And left the winter clothes in the dorm
I don't want a problem, it's too much flesh out
They want me to cock back and blow their chest out
See me in the yard with a Newport, stressed out
It's too damn hot to walk around here vest out
Feel me dog, make money or make a hit
Other than that, can't think of shit
My son gettin' bigger, it's like every week this lil' nigga
His clothes or his Jordan's don't fit, who want a problem?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Hey! I'm comin' the 4th quarter
So I'ma just give you the summer to tread water
Way they wrote it down in the paper it said slaughter
Found him in the tub with nothin' but red water
But anyway, back on track
Honey in the black on black, ass all fat
What up ma? You feel like winnin', feel like spinnin'?
Lil' Jimmy Chu footwear, antique denim
Shh, you do the math to that, six months
For these Louis and these jeans is a half a stack
What more could you ask than that?
Whoever got a problem get all of the desert and half the mac
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Who want a problem ha, ha?
Is it the nigga over there?
Talk to me!
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Who Want a Problem [Remix] Lyrics as written by Kasseem Dean Qaadir Atkinson
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