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AHMED, WITH LOVE. - Yes, Of Course. (Official Music Video)

is this flowerboy? Yes, Of Course. - Ahmed, With Love. Produced by owin (Eoghan O'Dowd) Mixed by Killian Taylor Additional Mixing by Eoghan O'Dowd Mastered by Killian Taylor Directed by Luke Conroy (@lucas_usual) & Conor Tonor (@desmorelda) Starring Ahmed Karim Tamu (@karimtamulol) & Leah Coffey (@buffy_222222) DOP: Naoise Kettle (@naoisekettle) Gaffer: Mark Sosiak (@marksosiak) 1st Assistant Camera: Wiktora Weintritt (@wiktoriaweintritt) & Jakub Bajerski (@gingerjaysus) 2nd Assistant: Ciaran Smith (@ciaran_s90) Production Design: Leah Coffey (@buffy_222222) Production Assistant & BTS: Pippa Molony (@pippala) SPECIAL THANKS TO FLOWERPOP @flowerpop.ie WIDE SCREEN HIRE @widescreenhire MARTIN CONROY PRODUCTION COMPANY COLETTES.GARAGE @colettes.garage Lyrics: I can already see how this shit pans out But don't wanna say how it ends I went home with my doubts And I kept my mouth shut Don't wanna say shit again Sending texts, you'd have thought I had games on my phone I don't wanna play them again You would try speak out Til you ate your words Now u don't wanna plate em again An unorthodox chain of events A peculiar means to an ends I'm frightened, spooky ain't even the best... ...way to put it. I need me a vest Stay fighting, hooking, throwing potatoes Couldn't go where I go if I say so (no) Looking up I don't know where the day goes Now the stars out (yeah) Working out, pushing weight how I bar out Astronaut haze lil bitch I'm in Mars now In my jocks making songs when my mums out Ain't no one know what im on but I'm on now Check the score on the board how we ball out You missed the mark, when I shoot I'm LeBron now (swish) I'm in Tokyo who tryna stall out Yeah... Yeah... I can already see how this shit pans out But don't wanna say how it ends I went home with my doubts And I kept my mouth shut Don't wanna say shit again Sending texts, you'd have thought I had games on my phone I don't wanna play them again You would try speak out Til you ate your words Now u don't wanna plate em again Yeah, yeah... Now you don't wanna plate them again Yeah, yeah... (yeah) How could you set my path askew How could you let my dogs astray How could you take one man who drowned in sorrows And bring one back to bay How could ask one man to smile tomorrow See man cry today How could you reach deep down and take Man's voice With feelings he's dying to say I'm scraggling pennies and dimes a day How could you tell us the price to pay How could you charge so high for a man who tries And begs for his time on lay How could you take my love from my own heart To fill up your deficit (listen) How could you bring man down to hell And still claim heavensent (geez) I gave my pennies for your thoughts And I still don't have a cent Tryna sniff you out with everything I nose And still don't have a scent I can already see how this shit pans out But don't wanna say how it ends I went home with my doubts And I kept my mouth shut Don't wanna say shit again Sending texts, you'd have thought I had games on my phone I don't wanna play them again You would try speak out Til you ate your words Now u don't wanna plate em again I can already see how this shit pans out But don't wanna say how it ends I went home with my doubts And I kept my mouth shut Don't wanna say shit again Sending texts, you'd have thought I had games on my phone I don't wanna play them again You would try speak out Til you ate your words Now u don't wanna plate em again Yeah, yeah... Now you don't wanna plate them again Yeah, yeah... Now you don't wanna- in a- what- Yeah, yeah... Now you don't wanna plate then again Yeah, yeah... Yeah... (Alright it's my voice, ayo Karim. I know that guy, I know that guy- Ahmed? Ahmed, With Love.? Where the love at? Where the hugs at? Where the hoes at? Where the bitches at, nigga? Where the hoes? Where are the hoes?)