I
I got too much, way too much pride
Not a saint but I can tell you like it
I got too much, way too much pride
Do I want your love, I can't decide it
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
You say I got way too much confidence and that's an issue
You think I walk around too ominous but that's to get you
See if I talk more than I made, you'd think I was waste too
It might remind you of the other men that you were used to
It might remind you of the other guys I'm finna slide on
I'll pull up texts and his address, one day I'm finna ride out
You keep on thinking that I'm playing, well we finna find out
It only takes one click to lose it all, I'll bring the line out
I
I got too much, way too much pride
Not a saint but I can tell you like it
I got too much, way too much pride
Do I want your love, I can't decide it
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out
Let me out