Problems (feat. Cee Lo Green)

They say "luda, would you rather have the money

Or the fame?" and I steady try to tell 'em that it all just depends

Cause every time I make a little more money I seem

To be losin' more of my friends

So I'd give it all up to repeat life over

And they'd say "dude is a fool"

I can't trust another motherfucker livin' in this world

And this really got me losin' my cool

What would you'd do if you were in my situation

And the minute everyone you ever loved to say you looked up?

You drink your pain to the bottom of a bottle

And the conjure would have you fucked up

So I'm lookin' for love in all the wrong places

Pop pills, drink liquor by the cases

Get high, make a woman get low, in the strip

Club lookin' for familiar faces

People know me on a first name basis but

All they ever really want's my cash

"Let me borrow just a couple hundred dollars

And you know that I'm a pay you back", my ass

This world so superficial, this world done lost my trust

They say "ludacris, you changin'" but I really don't give a fuck!

What the hell am I suppose to think? What the hell am I suppose to do?

I'm hearin' that the devil's in disguise

And I'm hearin' that the nigga look just like you

They know I walk throw the valley of the shadow of death, I don't go astray

And I get down on my knees and pray and I say

(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away

(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away, away, away

Wish my problems would go away, away, away

Doc say I need to change my diet, cause I really not eatin' right

Mama said I need some peace and quite, cause I'm really not sleepin' right

What's the use of havin' all the money and the power in the world if I can't abuse it?

Seems like the, only thing that's, keepin' me together is my music

If it wasn't for that I think I would lose it; if it wasn't for that I would go crazy

When nobody went good on they word

And the industry'd make you feel like fuck you pay me

Cause I gotta feed family, some of the same ones that abandoned me

That still lookin' for a hand out 'til you found out

That there ain't shit ya handed me

Hah, still mad at me? But I'm tryin' to be the man I plan to be

But can't do it if you callin' me for dumb shit

Thinkin' I'm innocent, I'ma plea insanity (ohh!)

Too many distractions, and it feels like everyday

So I get down on my knees and pray and I say

I finally made it to the top of the ceo position

But when things don't go their way, these artists got all these suspicions

So the weed keep me at peace and I think I need an intervention

Who the fuck put me in charge of makin' all of these decisions?

My position got me stressin' like it never did before

Not to mention my best friend drowned and death was knockin' at his door

And it seems like someone in my family is passin' away like everyday

So I just look up to the sky and get on my knees and pray and I say!!