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      [Intro]
Dm    A# Am
Yeah, yeah
Dm        F
Yeah, yeah
Dm    A# Am
Yeah, yeah
Dm     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
                           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
                                     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?
                                                     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"
                              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
                                              F
While you catch them feels I'mma sip on this drank, it's easing my brain

[Hook]
Dm     A#                                 Am                 Dm
I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('Bout shit)
                                                              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)
                                                   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                                                            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                                                            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
              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
                         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?
                                                            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                                             
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
                                               F
While you catch them feels I'mma sip on this drank, it's easing the pain

[Hook]
Dm     A#                                 Am                 Dm
I got real shit to stress about, girl, I ain't worried 'bout shit ('Bout shit)
                                                              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)
                                                   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                                                            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                                                            F
Got plenty queens in my hometown, all they need is drank and that dank
    

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