Abstract, Kevin - American Problem Lyrics






Could you (could you) try (uh, now, now, now)
To remember what you said tonight
Do you remember how high we was (oh boy)
If I, if I don't wanna say sorry (if I don't want to)
Then nigga, I won't (ayayayayay)
Motherfuck a high road (ayayayayay)

Who touchin' my, who touchin' my, who touchin' my bag
You're hurtin' me bad, I ain't seen the glass, it's the summer
I ain't going bad, better believe in that, had to creep 'em fast
Think I'm finna burn it, burn it to the ground, bruh

I drink, I smoke, I drink, I smoke, I drink until I sleep
(You gotta pass the thing over her)
I know, I know, I know, I know, this shit gonn' catch up to me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah shawty, I)
I drink, I smoke, I drink, I smoke, I drink until I sleep
(You gotta pass the thing over her)
I know, I know, I know, I know, red wine gonn' catch up to me
(Westside, red, red wine)

I can't sleep next to no one
Who don't look like, who don't look like you
And all my girlfriends, they tell me
Well you would have been better if you picked someone who is just like you
(Who touchin' my, who touchin' my, who touchin' my mind)

You gotta pass the thing over her
Yeah, yeah, yeah shawty, I
(Microphone check, check, one, two)
You gotta pass the thing over her
(Microphone check, check, one, two)
Yeah, shawty, westside, yeah, westside, shawty
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm stuck in a van with a mask on
Think about taking my life, but the plan's wrong
Think about finding a way to make the sand go, gone
I need another song to sing along to
Ninth grade, Tyler was the illest shit I ever heard
Going to his concerts, no mask, singing every word
I think it's kinda crazy how my life panned out
I think it sucks that you and I ain't work out
I used to sleep on Jim's couch, saying I'll be out, it's been sooner than later
Seventeen, that sales gonn' make some shit
I was gonn' be bigger than The FADER, I wanna be Paramount
I wanna move far away and buy my parents a house
I was obsessed with a blouse, I just liked the way it looked
I thought the brother was cute, he was older than his dawg
I was breaking the rules, I was a flaming faggot
That's what the principal called me
Not to my face, but I felt
When I was stuck in his office
I'm just a, I'm just another american problem, my nigga
Another american problem





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  1. i.... j....

    Second verse hits me on another level. Personal.

  2. H.... S....

    Flyest shit I've ever heard

  3. D.... V....

    BA brought me here

  4. r.... u....

    THAT TRANSITION THO

  5. M.... M....

    offthany rocktano

  6. E.... F....

    I CAN'T SLEEP NEXT TO NO ONE WHO DON'T LOOK LIKE YOU

  7. N.... C....

    Could you (could you) try (uh, now, now, now)
    To remember what you said tonight
    Do you remember how high we was? (Oh boy)
    If I, if I don't wanna say sorry (if I don't want to)
    Then nigga, I won't (ayayayayay)
    Motherfuck a high road (ayayayayay), is it closest?
    Who touchin' my, who touchin' my, who touchin' my bag
    You're hurtin' me bad, I ain't seen the glass, it's the summer
    I ain't going bad, better believe in that, had to creep 'em fast
    Think I'm finna burn it, burn it to the ground, bruh
    I drink, I smoke, I drink, I smoke, I drink until I sleep (you gotta pass the thing over herr')
    I know, I know, I know, I know, this shit gon' catch up to me (yeah, yeah, yeah shawty, I)
    I drink, I smoke, I drink, I smoke, I drink until I sleep (you gotta pass the thing over herr')
    I know, I know, I know, I know, red wine gon' catch up to me (West side, red, red wine)
    I can't sleep next to no one
    Who don't look like, who don't look like you
    And all my girlfriends, they tell me
    Well you would have been better if you picked someone who is just like you
    (Who touchin' my, who touchin' my, who touchin' my mind)
    You gotta pass the thing over herr'
    Yeah, yeah, yeah shawty, I
    (Microphone check, check, one, two)
    You gotta pass the thing over herr'
    (Microphone check, check, one, two)
    Yeah, shawty, West side, yeah, West side, shawty
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    I'm stuck in a van with a mask on
    Think about taking my life, but the plan's wrong
    Think about finding a way to make the sand go, gone
    I need another song to sing along to
    Ninth grade, Tyler was the illest shit I ever heard
    Going to his concerts, no mask, singing every word
    I think it's kinda crazy how my life panned out
    I think it sucks that you and I ain't worked out
    I used to sleep on Jon's couch, saying I'll be out, it's been sooner than later
    Seventeen, I said was gon' make some shit
    I was gon' be bigger than the fader, I wanna be paramount
    I wanna move far away and buy my parents a house
    I was obsessed with a blouse, I just liked the way it looked
    I thought the brother was cute, he was older than this dawg
    I was breaking the rules, I was a flaming faggot
    That's what the principal called me
    Not to my face, but I felt
    When I was stuck in his office
    I'm just a, I'm just another American problem, my nigga
    Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
    Another American problem

  8. i.... h....

    scuffed instrumental of this song on my channel.

  9. B.... M....

    OOOO, NA NA NOOOWWWW

  10. X.... E....

    the first part of this song is horrible but the switch up is amazing

    X.... E....

    Xbox Explosion how is it weird compared to Kevin’s other stuff

    X.... E....

    Someone didn't like Outkast...

    X.... E....

    The flow of the first part is kind of off to me, but its stil a definite bop, just feels kind of offsetting with the rhythm feeling very unusual and unorthodoxed

    X.... E....

    It is not ma boi, it reminds me a lot to redbone of Childish Gambino :p

    X.... E....

    the first part was gorgeous fym

  11. T.... M....

    Really stunning instrumental change

  12. K.... K....

    ending dope

  13. S.... ....

    I need the last part instrumental

    S.... ....

    I got you it's scuffed though, it's on my channel.

  14. Q.... ....

    I have to say so far. This is a top 3 album of the year

    Q.... ....

    QN.M.S and it’s not 2 or 3 😎

    Q.... ....

    QN.M.S when IGOR comes out 😤😤😤

    Q.... ....

    QN.M.S it’s like
    Igor or JPEG Mafias New Album
    Then probably Danny’s soon to come album
    Then Ginger or this

    Q.... ....

    @Call Me Goofy Duck a quiet farwell > all my heroes are cornballs > this (at least for rap, otherwise this would be 4th)

  15. P.... '....

    I love you KEVIN THIS ALBUM

  16. l.... ....

    This sounds like spinz by smino

  17. N.... 9....

    Fuck me up bitch

  18. j.... ....

    THIS ONEEE