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Denzel Curry - Troubles Ft T Pain Lyrics

Woah, woah (Woah, Kenny)
Ooh
Got some troubles that these drugs can't fix (Can't fix)
We might struggle because life's a bitch (Haha)
And you happy when your ass get rich (Get rich)
Blow my money 'cause a bag ain't shit (Ooh)
Got some troubles that these drugs can't fix (Hell nah)
We might struggle because life's a bitch (Nah, bitch)
And you happy when your ass get rich (Get that money)
Blow my money 'cause a bag ain't shit

I just lost my house to the drought, ayy (Damn)
Now I'm stayin' on my momma couch, ayy (Damn)
Told me get a job or to bounce, ayy (Bounce)
Never paid a bill, I cop a ounce, ayy (Ounce)
I could spend a twеnty on a dub (Ayy)
But I can't even spend it on somе shit I really love (For real)
I need some TLC but bitches treat me like a scrub (Scrub)
I gotta drive my momma car to pull up to the club (Club)

Ain't nothin' left to do but now a nigga gotta hustle (Hell nah)
I got it out the mud and then I did it off the muscle (That's tough, ayy)
Maneuver through the game, I put my niggas in the huddle
Now we all just runnin' round, some fittin' pieces to the puzzle
My nigga (Ah), ayy

Got some problems that the music can't fix (Can't fix)
Whole squad, everybody on my dick (Get off my dick)
More money, more problems, and we lit (They lit)
All my exes textin', sayin' I ain't, uh, shit (Shit)
She said, get the bag go and be yourself ('Self)
Pretty bitches sayin' I need to be myself ('Self)
When I was down bad and I needed help (Help)
Passin' by me on the street, you should've seen yourself (Uh), yeah
How did you not remember how it was then? (Then, then)
Now all the sudden I got new cousins (Kin, kin)
All up on my gate, tryna get buzzed in, huh (Hm, hm)
If you don't give a damn, I don't give a fuck
I can't swim, I got a pool and I'ma drown in it (Drown in it)
Drunk under water, they goin' clown fishin' (Clown fishin')
I be on my own, don't be announcin' shit (Woah)
The chopper make beautiful music, play around with it

Ain't nothin' left to do but now a nigga gotta hustle (Hell nah)
I got it out the mud and then I did it off the muscle (That's tough, yeah)
Maneuver through the game, I put my niggas in the huddle (Yeah)
Now we all just runnin' round, some fittin' pieces to the puzzle
My nigga, ayy

Got some troubles that these drugs can't fix (Can't fix)
We might struggle because life's a bitch (Uh, uh)
And you happy when your ass get rich (Get rich)
Blow my money 'cause a bag ain't shit (Ooh)
Got some troubles that these drugs can't fix (Hell nah)
We might struggle because life's a bitch (Nah, bitch)
And you happy when your ass get rich (Get that money)
Blow my money 'cause a bag ain't (Shit)

Bitch, I'm high
Ayy, bitch (Shit)
Uh, ayy-ayy
Shit