Written by Nova Rockafeller/Ricardo Valentine
Intro Dm A# Am Yeah, yeah Dm Em F Yeah, yeah Dm A# Am Yeah, yeah Dm Em F Alright verse 1 And she said Dm "You a god-damn lie" A# Am Dm I ain't mean to say that shit girl I was god-damn high A# Am Dm So we left the crib now we in the god-damn ride A# Am She lookin' god-damn fine Dm I wanted a bitch who was down to Earth Em F But she want the god-damn sky, uh Dm List of my problems A# Am Got this one on my line that won't stop fucking callin' Dm It's crazy I made her that way Em F Every time I see her out, I see the hate in her face Dm Like why you do that? A# Am Tell her you love her when next week you just want your space Dm Why you do, why you do that? Em F Tell her you want her but next week you do your own thing Dm Why you do, why you do that? A# Am I can't explain it but just know it working for me Dm She text me "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you" Em Am But how the fuck can you hate me? Dm When I ain't did shit, but be the real thang A# Am She know I'm the real, that'll never change Dm I never been the one to try to explain Em F While you catch them feels I'mma sip on this drank, it's easing my brainverse 2 Now I'm like Dm It's a goddamn shame A# We done crashed, we done burned Am Dm But baby you the god-damn blame Em F Dm See I wanted love but you wanted god-damn fame A# Am Every god-damn thang Dm I wanted a bitch who was on the move Em F But you want to god-damn lay Dm Uh, list of my problems A# Am Got this one in my bed and she just wants to sleep Dm Fucking up all of the sheets A# She only wake up to eat Am Do this shit every week Dm Like, why you do that? A# Am Crying you want to be great, but sleepin' until the next day Dm Why you do that? Em F Don't got that much in the bank, we go out she order the steak Dm Why you do, why you do that? A# Am She can't explain it but just know it working for her Dm Em She claiming she down on her luck but really she don't give a fuck F And I cannot make this shit up Dm And I ain't did shit but be the real thang A# Am She know I'm the real, that'll never change Dm I won't be the one to try to explain Em F While you catch them feels I'mma sip on this drank, it's easing the painDm A# Am Dm I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('Bout shit) Em Dm Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit Dm A# Am Dm I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('Bout shit) Em F Dm Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit Dm A# Am So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think Dm Em F Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank Dm A# Am So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think Dm Em F Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dankDm A# Am Dm I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('Bout shit) Em Dm Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit Dm A# Am Dm I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('Bout shit) Em F Dm Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout shit Dm A# Am So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think Dm Em F Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank Dm A# Am So I found me a new thang, I'm not as lost as you think Dm Em F Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank