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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