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Performed By: Derionna
Length: 3:55
Written by: Derionna Walker, Jamahl Rawls
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Derionna - Shack Lyrics




Dwell here in cohabitation
Honor in collaboration
You know that I love you, baby
One room ain't a complication
You will get by just like you used to
Ain't nothing different. Ain't nobody new here
No. And I love you so

You gotta figure this out
You gotta come back to Earth
You gotta look at yourself
Make up your mind
Let me tell you
You gotta figure this out

This week I'm feeling kinda lonely
You think I wanna be alone. Please
You know that I love you, baby
You know
I'm packed. I don't have many clothes
Full stack. I count my cash in pros
I got one bar. I could sell my bitcoin purse for a half-bath domain
Weak-ass verse for some week-old lo mein

You gotta figure this out
You gotta come back to Earth
You gotta look at yourself
Make up your mind
Let me tell you
You gotta figure this out

If we take it day by day, we could appreciate this
Let's please take it day by day; I don't want you to hate this
But there's at least a chance of it. I admit no dissonance. No
There's at least a chance of it. But don't tell me bout no dissonance
I guess that

I gotta figure this out
I gotta come back to Earth
I gotta look at myself
Make up my mind
Let you tell me
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Dwell here in cohabitation
Honor in collaboration
You know that I love you, baby
One room ain't a complication
You will get by just like you used to
Ain't nothing different. Ain't nobody new here
No. And I love you so

You gotta figure this out
You gotta come back to Earth
You gotta look at yourself
Make up your mind
Let me tell you
You gotta figure this out

This week I'm feeling kinda lonely
You think I wanna be alone. Please
You know that I love you, baby
You know
I'm packed. I don't have many clothes
Full stack. I count my cash in pros
I got one bar. I could sell my bitcoin purse for a half-bath domain
Weak-ass verse for some week-old lo mein

You gotta figure this out
You gotta come back to Earth
You gotta look at yourself
Make up your mind
Let me tell you
You gotta figure this out

If we take it day by day, we could appreciate this
Let's please take it day by day; I don't want you to hate this
But there's at least a chance of it. I admit no dissonance. No
There's at least a chance of it. But don't tell me bout no dissonance
I guess that

I gotta figure this out
I gotta come back to Earth
I gotta look at myself
Make up my mind
Let you tell me
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Writer: Derionna Walker, Jamahl Rawls
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