Drinking Problem

    Bm                     G
She said I got a drinking problem
      D                    F#
But I don't got no problem drinking, though
    Bm                     G
I solve my problems with the bottle
    D                      F#
And drink until I feel my face no more

 Bm                        G
Walk up in the club, she grabbin' up on my Denim
  D                                F#
Pouring out a bottle, I spilled it up, I ain't tell 'em
   Bm                         G
Said a couple of things, she probably think I meant 'em
   D                                 F#
Shorty want a ring, I call her but I don't settle

    Bm                       G                        D                 F#
Rockstar, she know I'm a rockstar, pull up in the black boots rockin' gold chains
    Bm                       G                        D                 F#
Rockstar, she know I'm a rockstar, I know it'll kill me but I'll never gon' change

        Bm                            G
Demons comin' so it's hard for me to relax
         D                       F#
My fam worried, don't wanna see me in rehab
      Bm                            G
My vision blurry, it's hard for me not to relapse
     D                           F#
So f*** it, I've been drinkin', I'm scared of death and I mean that
     Bm                              G
Bad habits, I smoke it like I'm a drug addict
          D                          F#
I try to quit but seemingly I'm not good at it
  Bm                       G
F***ed up rockstar in a Denim jacket
 N.C.
Bury me with some roses inside a leather casket

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