Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PRBLMS, artist - 6LACK.
Date of issue: 17.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
PRBLMS |
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 I’m a 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 I’m a 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 |