Problems

Another night, another weekend
 Another time for me to lay low
 We back and forth again this shit is regular I can't go
 Making moves and say you don't
 On and on the cycle goes
 Told me I got problems you the problem and I hope you know
 If I got problems
 You got problems
 We got problems bitch admit
 You gon fuck around and prolly cause some problems til I'm dead
 Wish I'd solve em but these problems got me stuck inside my head
 All these signs could make me vomit tossing turning in my bed like
 Yeah
 You know I ain't surprised
 It's so consistent how it happened almost every time
 And you the worst for this shit baby ain't no skipping by
 There ain't no purpose for us lately why we even try
 That's what I tell myself I feel like I been in denial
 You give an inch to people then they try to take the mile
 I'd do bout everything I can to try and make you smile
 And you the last one that I thought who'd try to, who try'd to
 Go and take advantage of me
 How could you think I'm stupid?
 The way you go about your business you must think I'm clueless
 And then you tell me I'm the issue
 With no fucking way to prove it
 I'm so done with all this nonsense
 I don't even wanna do this no
 Another night, another weekend
 Another time for me to lay low
 We back and forth again this shit is regular I can't go
 Making moves and say you don't
 On and on the cycle goes
 Told me I got problems you the problem and I hope you know
 If I got problems
 You got problems
 We got problems bitch admit
 You gon fuck around and prolly cause some problems til I'm dead
 Wish I'd solve em but these problems got me stuck inside my head
 All these signs could make me vomit tossing turning in my bed like
 I'm getting stuck in the moment
 I get dramatic I know it
 But I got so much fucking patience and you still had to blow it
 I hope you one day understand the mark you left cuz I hold it
 And maybe one day you gon get one and you'll know what I'm showing
 Cuz all I show is the remnants
 Of who I was now I'm stepping
 And trynna be a better man but lately you trynna question
 Question all my selections
 Inside my life and I'm guessing
 It's cuz you trynna knock me down to pick me up and I'm stressing
 You took advantage of me
 How could you think I'm stupid?
 The way you go about your business you must think I'm clueless
 And then you tell me I'm the issue
 With no fucking way to prove it
 I'm so done with all this nonsense
 I don't even wanna do this no
 Another night, another weekend
 Another time for me to lay low
 We back and forth again this shit is regular I can't go
 Making moves and say you don't
 On and on the cycle goes
 Told me I got problems you the problem and I hope you know
 If I got problems
 You got problems
 We got problems bitch admit
 You gon fuck around and prolly cause some problems til I'm dead
 Wish I'd solve em but these problems got me stuck inside my head
 All these signs could make me vomit tossing turning in my bed like