[Verse 1: Young Drummer Boy]
Have You Ever Felt Like Giving Up?
Chillin' On The Ave Rollin' Fat Blunts
My Moms Said I Smoke Way Too Much
But To Me I Can Never Smoke Quite Enough
My Young Homies Stay With Them Uzi's
Never Fuck With Them Floozies
Cause They Got No Time To Lose See
I Used To Roll Around In A Hooptie
But Now N Days I Spend A Night With Some Groupies
Cause The Shit Had To Change Though
Now I'm Trying To Put My Homies On The Payroll
Never Switch On My Family Like Fredo
I Sit & Think About My Life
While I Chain Smoke
See I'm Calm & Collective
If You Ever Disrespect It
I'm A Grab You By Your Necklace
I'm Trying To Put Them Phonies On My Check List
My Main Goal Is To Find Out Where My Check Is
I'm Troublesome

[Hook: King Lil G]
Well If Its On, Then Its On
Smoke Heavy Blunts
Trying To Get Up In My Zone
1 For The Money, 2 For The Hoes
Get Drug Money
Fuck Bitches, Get Dough
East Coast, West Coast
Fuck Bitches, Get Dough
East Coast, West Coast
Fuck Bitches, Get Dough
[Verse 2: Young Drummer Boy]
Have You Ever Felt Like Giving Up?
Looking At The Time Like There Ain't Enough
My Hoods Real Like The Streets Up In Iraq
The Only Difference Is The Spokes & The Snapbacks
I'm Hoping God Will Look Over Me
I'm Smokin' Weed Lookin' For The Highest Potency
If I Die Would Anybody Remember Me?
I Hope So, Cause I'm Smokin' On The Killa Weed
I Said I'm Smokin' On The Killa Weed
I'm Living In The Same Place Where The Killas Be
At Times I Feel I Had The Same Tendencies
While I'm Sippin' On The Lean Like In Tennessee
Shout Out To All My Enemies
That Chill With Me & Drink Up All Of My Hennessy
Yeah I Know It Sounds Fucked Up
But Thats The Way A Young Homie Had To Grow Up
I'm Troublesome

[Hook: King Lil G]

[Verse 3: Young Gizmo]
The Way I'm Smokin'
Yeah You Know Its Hella Loud
When I Cruise Around
I Gotta Carry A 30 Round
I'm Tired Of These People Tryin' To Hold Me Down
I'm Just Another Kid Tryin' To Make It Out
I'm Just Tryin' To Make My Momma Proud
See I Never Had Much When I Was A Child
I Ain't Never Had No Father Figure Around
All I Ever Seen Was Drug Dealers Moving Pounds
Only Real G's In My Section
Thank The Lord For All My Blessings
I Just Hope I'm Headed In The Right Direction
I'm A Straight Up Adolescent
I Just Hope That I Could Make Into Heaven
Troublesome.. Troublesome..

[Hook: King Lil G]