PRBLMS lyrics

by

T-Pain


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Alright

[Verse 1]
And she said, "You a goddamn liar"
I ain't mean to say that sh*t, girl, I was goddamn high
So we left the crib, now we in the goddamn ride
She lookin' goddamn fine
I wanted a b*tch who was down to Earth
But she want the goddamn sky

[Chorus]
Uh, list of my problems
Got this one on my line that won't stop f*ckin' 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 workin' for me
She text me "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you"
But how the f*ck can you hate me?
When I ain't did sh*t, but be the real thang
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 easin' my brain
[Post-Chorus]
I got real sh*t to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout sh*t ('Bout sh*t)
Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout sh*t
I got real sh*t to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout sh*t ('Bout sh*t)
Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout sh*t
So I found me a new thang, 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 thang, I'm not as lost as you think
Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank

[Verse 2]
Now I'm like, "It's a goddamn shame"
We done crashed, we done burned but, baby, you to goddamn blame
See, I wanted love, but you wanted goddamn fame, every goddamn thang
I wanted a b*tch who was on the move but you want to goddamn lay

[Chorus]
Uh, list of my problems
Got this one in my bed and she just wants to sleep
f*ckin' up all of the sheets
She only wake up to eat
Do this sh*t every week
Like, why you do that?
Cryin' 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 workin' for her
She claimin' she down on her luck, but really, she don't give a f*ck
And I cannot make this sh*t up
And I ain't did sh*t but be the real thang
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 easin' the pain
[Post-Chorus]
I got real sh*t to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout sh*t ('Bout sh*t)
Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout sh*t
I got real sh*t to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout sh*t ('Bout sh*t)
Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried 'bout sh*t
So I found me a new thang, 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 thang, I'm not as lost as you think
Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank
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