Shy High - ​conman Lyrics
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    ​conman

    [Chorus]
    I don't got nothin' to keep, I got nothin' to hide
    I know I said it before, but before I was lyin'
    Started some arguments, I got some blood on my hands
    That made it hard to be confident, I understand
    I don't got nothin' to keep, I got nothin' to hide
    I know I said it before, but before I was lyin'
    I do some dangerous when I'm out with my friends
    Said it won't change anything, but maybe it did

    [Verse 1]
    100 [?] [?]
    Will I make it back?
    Yes
    When I got into my bag, it be automatic and I need to relax
    Okay
    If I get tempted to spin it I need you to tie up my hands
    Is that okay?
    I should be wanted for crime
    We had a promise, I honestly lied, okay
    I do I never [?] infatuatеd, and I'm wanted to fuck it up

    [Verse 2]
    Corner to corner, I'm chronically anxious
    I'm countin' thе days with a pencil and paper
    She wanted transparency
    Start lookin' through windows of therapy sessions
    The only confessions I give

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I don't got nothin' to keep, I got nothin' to hide
    I know I said-
    Oh fuck

    [Chorus]
    I don't got nothin' to keep, I got nothin' to hide
    I know I said it before, but before I was lyin'
    Started some arguments, I got some blood on my hands
    That made it hard to be confident, I understand
    I don't got nothin' to keep, I got nothin' to hide
    I know I said it before, but before I was lyin'
    I do some dangerous when I'm out with my friends
    Said it won't change anything, but maybe it did

    [Outro]
    Picture me back on my shit, when I'm active again
    I'ma have 6 little notches, that make a box on me, right where I'm abdomen is
    I'ma have people who talk to me, just [?] to talk to me
    Go [?] somebody they talk to me, [?] make a mockery
    Okay, then fuck 'em
    Don't let anyone push me, and plus I'm the one gettin' paper
    I'll land every trick that I could never [?]
    Fix all the shit that keep pissin' me off
    Pick up the [?], it be [?] to my hand
    It's on autopilot, man that shit doesn't stop
    Picture me, back on the grind
    Picture me, honest as fuck
    Big homie, homies, who used to be big homies
    This is the shit I could do with some empathy
    Can you get into me?
    What

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