Fuckin' Problem (Freestyle) [Futuristic]

[Intro] Haha, uh, pardon my tardiness I was schmangin' hoes I got a fuckin' problem Yeah, yeah! [Verse: Futuristic] They say I got a fuckin' problem, yeah so? I'm tryna get brain, scarecrow Bitches stuck to a nigga like Velcro And this ain't no girl fight but she tryna get her hair pulled There go that nigga one take Timmy When I'm ridin' through yo city got all of my niggas with me 'No Budget' we 'bout to do it me and D-WHY out in sixty Me and Kyle up in Tempe then off to Houston no Whitney, ah! My words are so perfect how I assort 'em I ain't ready for these new kids, fuck it I just abort 'em Always been the most important, ballin' like Michael Jordan Got these niggas lookin' up to me but I always been the shortest... Hmm, I'm lookin' like the nigga that you need to know Listen and you think about your music how it needs to grow Come out to a live performance just so you could see the show Man I'm always recordin' just like your favorite TV show I look good and even Stevie know, bet that Travel the country I'm hittin' the stage, jet lag Ice cold like hockey, red flag Me against your favorite rapper/celebrity, death match You a stupid ho, you a you a stupid ho These niggas is commercial like a motherfuckin' SuperBowl I save myself I got real people I do it for Signin' on the dotted line; some shit that make you lose ya soul I 'Lose Control' just like Missy and Ciara My flow is so jalapeño I found it in the Sahara I ain't with Fat Joe squad but known to bring terror Every girl is on the voice, Christina Aguilera (*Coughs*) I'm coughing cause I'm sickening All my flows is toxic no pop shit but that's Brittany 2013 I'm shining like a Christmas tree I won't drop my album until everybody's listening So get with me or bungee jump with dental floss Middle finger up to every motherfuckin' boss I got sauce and I'll spray it on your mom [Outro] Download at onlyfuturistic Dot come bitch ass nigga! Haha, yo, I got a fuckin' problem, sorry