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I know you say you love me
When I'm a little too much with myself
Like I'm and my feelings way out of touch

My vision too complicated
Know that I'm feeling so faded
I'm just trying to really make it
I'm just trying to really, uh, ayy

I don't have nowhere to go
Take my shot, if not go home
I'm just shy, just text my phone
I'm just shy, just text my phone

You gon' really see
Why I'm sitting here smoking this weed
Now say please
Got a bad bitch on er knees

Don't take my death for granted
Thought I was gonna die, but shit, I never planned it
Tryna not be despised,
I hope I never can it
You don't understand it

Work too hard
For my shit
Don't gotta go sell motherfuckin' bricks
I just gotta go and make my splits
With my team, got that beam

Ice cream, paint job, whip too clean
Now you see, now you
Now you see

I don't have nowhere to go
Take my shot, if not go home
I'm just shy, just text my phone
I'm just shy, just text my phone

I don't have nowhere to go
Take my shot, if not go home
I'm just shy, just text my phone
I'm just shy, just text my phone



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Hernandez
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