Money Mu – “Problem” [Audio, Lyrics]

Hip-Hop artist, Money Mu unveils FnZ, Keanu Beats & June The Genius-produced single titled “Problem”. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Money Mu Problem

Atlanta’s Money Mu has been rumbling the streets with bangers. Collaborations alongside major names like Lil Durk, Moneybagg Yo, and Renni Rucci have cemented him as an up-and-comer to keep an eye out for, especially with the backing of powerhouse production team Nard & B who produced 2019’s Still Believing.

With the remix to “I’m Sayin'” with rising hip-hop power couple Renni Rucci and Foogiano still in rotation, he emerged on Friday with a brand new single alongside another 1017 signee, Pooh Shiesty. Together, they deliver a high-octane banger titled, “Problem.” The monstrous production brings similar cinematic elements to sounds you’d hear in UK drill but their heavy and concise flows dominate with details of violence and luxury.

Money Mu – Problem (ft. Pooh Shiesty) (prod. FnZ, Keanu Beats & June The Genius)

Lyrics

[Intro: Money Mu]
We bleed (Hey, hey, okay)
You knew that already, man (This is Authentic)
Hey, ayy, still straight
Yeah, Money Mu
(June, you’re a genius)
That boy a problem

[Chorus: Money Mu]
That boy a problem, hey, that boy a problem, hey
I’m in here ballin’, hey, pop it on all them, huh
Death ‘fore dishonor, hey, play with them commas, hey
Stay down, you come up, I ain’t never a runner, ayy
Straight out that gutter, I slide with a cutter, just me and my brother, let’s go
Play with that K, then I’ma up, play with that profit, it double and smuggle
I call the plays in the huddle
Shawty there slicker than butter, like soap
I took a ride, it was rough
This shit, it came with a struggle, let’s go

[Verse 1: Money Mu]
I’m on that Gary Payton
Bitch, I got juggs for days
These niggas ride the wave
We got all kind of flavors
See cap a mile away
I get paid off schemes and rhymes
Still’ll put 30K on a charm
No lie, I’m out here wildin’
I’m high, high as a pilot
I was ready, but I ain’t had no guidance
Know these streets come with paper and violence
That bitch geekin’ off Oxycontin
Want that head, put it right on her noggin
Run that paper up, don’t do no joggin’
All this water, my shirt gettin’ soggy
Really this just how I’m built
All of this flavor, it split, split
I got them racks off a trip (What you did?)
Look at a table to flip
I seen them boys and I peeled
I got the lawyer in case it get real
Every day, countin’ up dead, dead
I’m livin’ it up, what it is?

[Chorus: Money Mu]
That boy a problem, hey, that boy a problem, hey
I’m in here ballin’, hey, pop it on all them, huh
Death ‘fore dishonor, hey, play with them commas, hey
Stay down, you come up, I ain’t never a runner, ayy
Straight out that gutter, I slide with a cutter, just me and my brother, let’s go
Play with that K, then I’ma up, play with that profit, it double and smuggle
I call the plays in the huddle
Shawty there slicker than butter, like soap
I took a ride, it was rough
This shit, it came with a struggle, let’s go

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, push the Maybach with the Drac’ on the floor
It’s a green light, headshot, I say go
Can’t get too cold, Moncler my coat
Bag on the chop, won’t leave shells on the floor
Way before rap, you could catch me trappin’
If I wasn’t shootin’ guns, I was sellin’ a ‘bow
And if it’s smoke, we ain’t postin’ no status
Won’t leave no trace, police won’t know
Ayy, FN and AR between me in traffic
Finna hop out, shoot somethin’, I say blow
When I ride, first move get on the floor
Get a thrill off blood, wax him, let’s go
He seen the racks so he dropped me the load
I can’t go on ‘less the glizz’ in the show
We found where you trappin’, we kick in your door
‘Bouta do murder, that’s all I promote
Blrrrd, remember way before them three times, I barely got noticed
Now it’s Wafi for these diamonds, the reason I’m chokin’
Cartier up on my wrist, I still ain’t check the timing on it
Gotta know this ho ain’t my bitch if I ain’t put diamonds on her

[Chorus: Money Mu]
That boy a problem, hey, that boy a problem, hey
I’m in here ballin’, hey, pop it on all them, huh
Death ‘fore dishonor, hey, play with them commas, hey
Stay down, you come up, I ain’t never a runner, ayy
Straight out that gutter, I slide with a cutter, just me and my brother, let’s go
Play with that K, then I’ma up, play with that profit, it double and smuggle
I call the plays in the huddle
Shawty there slicker than butter, like soap
I took a ride, it was rough
This shit, it came with a struggle, let’s go

[Outro]
(Authentic or nothin’)