Do you still scroll through them texts messages This Henny got me thinkin' 'bout the things that you said It was real For real Up for three weeks Feeling half past dead Sitting here reflecting On what’s in my head And how I feel For real I'm running low so don't play with my time I'm searching but it's nothing left to find Send out a call but no one's on the line So if you want it please make up your mind Please make up your mind I don't wanna lose myself loving you, loving you I don't wanna lose myself loving you, loving you You know everything 'cause I put it in my songs If I tell you that I'm working, I ain't out doing you wrong I got too much on my plate to add some shit that I don't need I ain't asking you for space just some room to fucking breathe But I can't stress myself by tryna prove my fucking love I stand up, say "I had enough" She stand up "boy you think you tough" Take my phone, search what you want "Who's this bitch?" "Girl that's my mom" "Who's this woman?" "Girl that's my aunt" I could be a lame nigga, that's what you want See you want me to be a pretty liar so bad But I can't fuck with karma 'cause she always comes back So call me every name you can find in the book But don't try to discredit every chance that I took I'm running low so don't play with my time I'm searching but it's nothing left to find Send out a call but no one's on the line So if you want it please make up your mind Please make up your mind I don't wanna lose myself loving you, loving you I don't wanna lose myself loving you, loving you I don't wanna lose myself, I don't wanna lose myself I don't wanna lose myself, y-y-self I don't wanna lose myself, I don't wanna lose myself I don't wanna lose myself, I don't wanna lose myself I don't wanna lose myself, I don't wanna lose myself I don't wanna lose myself, I don't wanna lose myself