Prblms

	  		
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 brain 


Dm     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 


verse 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 pain 

 
Dm     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