PRBLMS

Yeah, yeah
 Yeah, yeah
 Yeah, yeah
 Alright
 And she said, "You a goddamn liar"
 I ain't mean to say that shit, girl, I was goddamn high
 So we left the crib, now we in the goddamn ride
 She lookin' goddamn fine
 I wanted a bitch who was down to Earth
 But she want the goddamn sky
 Uh, list of my problems
 Got this one on my line that won't stop fuckin' callin'
 It's crazy, I made her that way
 Every time I see her out, I see the hate in her face
 Like why you do that?
 Tell her you love her when next week you just want your space
 Why you do, why you do that?
 Tell her you want her, but next week you do your own thing
 Why you do, why you do that?
 I can't explain it, but just know it workin' for me
 She text me, "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you"
 But how the fuck can you hate me
 When I ain't did shit, but be the real thang?
 She know I'm the real, that'll never change
 I never been the one to try to explain
 While you catch them feels I'ma sip on this drank, it's easin' my brain
 I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('bout shit)
 Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit
 I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('bout shit)
 Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit
 So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think
 Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank
 So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think
 Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank
 Now I'm like, "It's a goddamn shame"
 We done crashed, we done burned, but, baby, you to goddamn blame
 See, I wanted love, but you wanted goddamn fame, every goddamn thang
 I wanted a bitch who was on the move, but you want to goddamn lay
 Uh, list of my problems
 Got this one in my bed and she just wants to sleep
 Fuckin' up all of the sheets
 She only wake up to eat
 Do this shit every week
 Like, why you do that?
 Cryin' you want to be great, but sleepin' until the next day
 Why you do that?
 Don't got that much in the bank, we go out she order the steak
 Why you do, why you do that?
 She can't explain it, but just know it workin' for her
 She claimin' she down on her luck, but really she don't give a fuck
 And I cannot make this shit up
 And I ain't did shit but be the real thang
 She know I'm the real, that'll never change
 I won't be the one to try to explain
 While you catch them feels, I'ma sip on this drank, it's easin' the pain
 I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('bout shit)
 Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit
 I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('bout shit)
 Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit
 So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think
 Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank (hey)
 So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think (hey)
 Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank (hey)