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      6LACK - PRBLMS Música y Letra

      And she said
      You a God damn lie
      I ain't mean to say that shit girl I was God damn high
      So we left the crib now we in the God damn ride
      She lookin' God damn fine
      I wanted a bitch who was down to Earth
      But she want the God damn 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 imma 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 God damn shame
      We done crashed we done burned
      But baby you the God damn blame
      See I wanted love but you wanted God damn fame
      Every God damn thing
      I wanted a bitch who was on the move
      But you want to God damn 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 imma 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

      6LACK - PRBLMS Música y Letra

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