Mess

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[Intro 1]
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[G]
[C]
[G]

[Verse 1]
Because my days
[C]is a mess
My nights is a mess
My life is a mess
My life is a mess [G]of happiness, lust, sex,
obsession, desire with no love
Fuck it, my bae [C]is a mess
My side bitch a mess, my wifey a mess
I guess, my bae is obsessed
[G]My side bitch possessed,
my wifey careless
But you gonna have to
excuse my mess
[C]She gon' have to excuse my ex I'm gon'

[Verse 2]
[C]
have to excuse her pets
She gon' have to be juicy wet
If she gon' ride on this
Tune Express
[G]I'm gon' have to excuse
her text
She gon' have to exclude
the rest
And she gon' have to tell dudes to step nigga
to the left, nigga to the left
[C]Messy messy on some Percocets
Smoking purple veggies that's
my Herbal Essence
With a curvy, sexy woman
hurting extra
'Cause I'm workin extra, I
just heard her lecture
But I [G]swerve the questions,
and reserve a section
With a bunch a bitches that
prefer to pleasure
It's quarter to 7, I just heard the
shower water running in the morning
Dirty devil, I'm a [C]mess
But I'm sorry babe, but I gotta let go
Now she feel like on death row
She don't believe
in ghosts 'til I get ghost
[G]An d I could hear her teardrops
echo
Her teardrops turn into XO
Put yourself in my shoes,
but you gotta tip toe 'cause

[Verse 3]
My days is a [C]mess
My nights is a mess
My life is a mess
My life is a mess
My [Em]life [C]is a [G]mess of happiness, lust, sex,
obsession, desire with no love
But fuck it, more ones
My bae is a [C]mess, my side bitch a mess,
my wifey a mess
I guess, my bae is ob[G]sessed
My side bitch possessed,
my wifey careless
But you gonna have to excuse my mess,
[C]yes

[Verse 4]
No pressure, it's a jungle out [C]here
Fell in love with a stripper,
Lord I know she got bills
But I'm [G]make it rain until she
see a flood of ideas
Got me all up in my feelings
without knowing what I feel
I'm [C]a mess
And now she over
talkin' about staying over
And she asked could she call her clan over
I said "that's the shit" now
we assholin'
Now [G]fast forward to the morning time
Broken glasses with a bunch of ashes
Make up and lashes, out of place mattress
Shit happens, 'cause my days is a [C]mess
I'm sorry baby but I gotta let go
Now she feel like she
on death row
She don't believe
in ghosts 'til I get ghost
And [G]I could hear teardrops echo
Her teardrops turn into petrol
Put yourself in my shoes,
but you gotta tip toe 'cause
My days is a [C]mess

[Verse 5]
My nights is a mess
My life is a mess
My life is a mess
My life is a [G]mess of happiness, lust, sex,
obsession, desire with no love
But fuck it, more ones
My bae is a [C]mess, my side bitch a mess,
my wifey a mess
I guess, my bae is ob[G]sessed
My side bitch possessed,
my wifey careless
But you gonna have to excuse my mess,
[C]yes
Fuck it, more ones
Fuck it, more ones
Fuck it, more [G]ones
Fuck it, more ones
I'm making a mess, with all of [C]these ones
Fuck it, more ones
Fuck it, more ones
My life is a mess of [G]happiness, lust, sex,
obsession, desire with no love
But fuck it, more ones