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PRBLMS
by 6LACK

And she said
You a goddamn lie
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 skies
List of my problems
Got this one on my line that won't stop fucking 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 working 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 thing
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 easing my brain

I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried '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
Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried 'bout shit
So I found me a new thing 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 thing 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 the goddamn blame
See I wanted love but you wanted goddamn fame
Every goddamn thing
I wanted a bitch who was on the move
But you want to goddamn lay
List of my problems
Got this one in my bed and she just wants to sleep
Fucking up all of the sheets
She only wake up to eat
Do this shit every week
Like why you do that
Crying 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 working for her
She claiming 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 thing
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 easing the pain

I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried '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
Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried 'bout shit
So I found me a new thing 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 thing I'm not as lost as you think
Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jeryn Peters, Ricardo Valdez Valentine Jr.

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Gunja Burnett

so my dude say only females listening to this. so I wanna see if he's right like this if your a dude??

Hamza Mahmood

🙋🏾‍♂️

confirm cells

this' the juice. goddamn shame he don't like em

Casey DahAlpha

Your man ain't got taste. It's no big deal.

andrew cadena

@Zero X What is confusing about my statement? Lol

Amy Sanchez

@andrew cadena was just about to say the same

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Toxic Asf

This hits different when the weather is cold

Sear Popal

worst storm in WA SINCE 2006. Listened to this for hours while trees are legit getting ripped off the ground.

obedient Emi

Sure thing

Nathanial Wittmore

Cold now.

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