Intro
A7 D7 F A7 D7
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Verse
D7 F
And she said
F
You a God damn lie
A7 D7
I ain't mean to say that shit girl I was God damn high
E7 F
So we left the crib now we in the God damn ride
A7
She lookin' God damn fine
D7
I wanted a bitch who was down to Earth
E7 F
But she want the God damn skies ■
F
List of my problems
A7
Got this one on my line that won't stop fucking callin'
D7
It's crazy I made her that way
E7 F
Every time I see her out I see the hate in her face
F
Like why you do that
A7
Tell her you love her when next week you just want your space
D7
Why you do why you do that
E7
Tell her you want her but next week you do your own thing
F
Why you do why you do that
A7
I can't explain it but just know it working for me
D D7
She text me I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you
E7 F
But how the fuck can you hate me
F
When I ain't did shit but be the real thing
A7
She know I'm the real that'll never change
D7
I never been the one to try to explain
E7 F
While you catch them feels I'm a sip on this drank
F
It's easing my brain
A7 D7
I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried bout shit
Chorus
D7
Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried bout shit
A7 D7
I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried bout shit
E7 F
Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried bout shit
F A7
So I found me a new thing I'm not as lost as you think
D7 E7 F
Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank
F A7
So I found me a new thing I'm not as lost as you think
D7 E7
Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank
F
Now I'm like
Verse
F
It's a God damn shame
A7
We done crashed we done burned
D7
But baby you the God damn blame
E7 F
See I wanted love but you wanted God damn fame
A7
Every God damn thing
D7
I wanted a bitch who was on the move
E E7 E7
But you want to God damn lay ■
E7
List of my problems
A7
Got this one in my bed and she just wants to sleep
D7
Fucking up all of the sheets
E7
She only wake up to eat
F
Do this shit every week
F
Like why you do that
A7
Crying you want to be great but sleepin' until the next day
D7
Why you do that
E7
Don't got that much in the bank we go out she order the steak
E7
Why you do why you do that
A7
She can't explain it but just know it working for her
D7 E7
She claiming she down on her luck but really she don't give a fuck
F
And I cannot make this shit up
F
And I ain't did shit but be the real thing
A7
She know I'm the real that'll never change
D7
I won't be the one to try to explain
E7 F
While you catch them feels I'm a sip on this drank
F
It's easing the pain
A7 D D7 D
I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried bout shit ■ ■
Chorus
D7
Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried bout shit
A7 D7
I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried bout shit
E7 F
Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried bout shit
A7
So I found me a new thing I'm not as lost as you think
D7 E7 F
Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank
F A7
So I found me a new thing I'm not as lost as you think
D7 E7
Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank
Outro
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End