Lyrics Feelings Aside - BamSavage

Yeah, yeah, aye

I ain't fucking tripping girl I'm about to lose my mind
I just want to love you but the drugs go to my mind
I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to waste your time
I can't feel no love shawty, I already died
I already died, I cannot feel a thing inside
I'm gone fuck you girl and put my feelings to the side (yeah, yeah)
Imma tell you straight up so there's nothing I can hide
And it's okay to cry because it is the truth no lie (aye)

I'm hot like some lava
Two bitches they on me, they give me saliva
If you got a problem
We bust at yo mama, we shooting no drama
Sippin that muddy, two bitches they on me don't care if they love me
Just want my money
Look at that bitch like girl don't tell me
Girl don't tell me, look at that hoe like girl don't tell me
Sippin that lean, sippin that lean bitch that lean in my tummy
Yeah, this is bam
Walk in this shit and you just want my money
Wrap up the dome
Fucked that lil bitch and I send that bitch home

I ain't fucking tripping girl I'm about to lose my mind
I just want to love you but the drugs go to my mind (to my mind)
I don't want to hurt you,
I don't want to waste your time (waste your time)
I can't feel no love shawty, I already died
I already died, I cannot feel a thing inside (aye)
I'm gone fuck you girl and put my feelings to the side (aye)
Imma tell you straight up (yeah,
Yeah) so there's nothing I can hide (yeah,
Yeah) and it's okay to cry because it is the truth no lie (aye)

I fucked a bitch just to get in her crib
Wait until she sleep then I sneak in her fish
Her parents are gone so I'm running these streets
I had to this shit all on my own
I fucked a bitch just to sleep in her home
I had to turn my best friend to the chrome
Hitting these licks and we'll never go home
Sorry Mama I ain't answer the phone
I busy serving, counting this dough
Feeling codeine crazy, I pulled a four
Ten rolls around my neck and they all gold
Yes, this is Bam bitch I will take your soul
Ridin 'round, my niggas be hitting
Yes, this is Bam bitch my guns they gone spit it (aye)(Yeah)
Yes, this is Bam bitch my guns they gone spit it

I ain't fucking tripping girl I'm about to lose my mind
I just want to love you but the drugs go to my mind
I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to waste your time
I can't feel no love shawty, I already died
I already died, I cannot feel a thing inside
I'm gone fuck you girl and put my feelings to the side
Imma tell you straight up so there's nothing I can
Hide and it's okay to cry because it is the truth no lie

Aye, aye, realist shit I ever spoke
Aye, aye, diamonds on me and they cold