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)
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)
(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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Abstract, Kevin American Problem Comments
Second verse hits me on another level. Personal.
Flyest shit I've ever heard
BA brought me here
THAT TRANSITION THO
offthany rocktano
I CAN'T SLEEP NEXT TO NO ONE WHO DON'T LOOK LIKE YOU
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
scuffed instrumental of this song on my channel.
OOOO, NA NA NOOOWWWW
the first part of this song is horrible but the switch up is amazing
Xbox Explosion how is it weird compared to Kevin’s other stuff
Someone didn't like Outkast...
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
It is not ma boi, it reminds me a lot to redbone of Childish Gambino :p
the first part was gorgeous fym
Really stunning instrumental change
ending dope
I need the last part instrumental
I got you it's scuffed though, it's on my channel.
I have to say so far. This is a top 3 album of the year
QN.M.S and it’s not 2 or 3 😎
QN.M.S when IGOR comes out 😤😤😤
QN.M.S it’s like
Igor or JPEG Mafias New Album
Then probably Danny’s soon to come album
Then Ginger or this
@Call Me Goofy Duck a quiet farwell > all my heroes are cornballs > this (at least for rap, otherwise this would be 4th)
I love you KEVIN THIS ALBUM
This sounds like spinz by smino
Fuck me up bitch
THIS ONEEE