PRBLMS - Slowed Songtext
von 6LACK

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Alright

And she said, "You a goddamn liar"
I ain′t mean to say that shit, girl, I was goddamn high
So we left the crib, now we in the goddamn ride
She lookin' goddamn fine
I wanted a bitch who was down to Earth
But she want the goddamn sky

Uh, list of my problems
Got this one on my line that won′t stop fuckin' 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 fuck can you hate me?
When I ain′t did shit, 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

I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried ′bout shit (′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 ('bout shit)
Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain′t worried 'bout shit

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

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 bitch who was on the move but you want to goddamn lay


Uh, list of my problems
Got this one in my bed and she just wants to sleep
Fuckin′ up all of the sheets
She only wake up to eat
Do this shit 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 fuck
And I cannot make this shit up
And I ain′t did shit 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

I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit (′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 (′bout shit)
Remember that I tried to build ya, now I ain't worried ′bout shit

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