Emotions (Killing My Insides)* lyrics

Lyrics From Snippets and demo

[Intro]
Dubba A flex
Louie Bandz made another one

[Chorus]
I hope my feelings start to matter, I mean
Hope your emotions not the sh*t that I read
I hope my ways is not the reason you leave
I hope one day the truth not bad as it seems
You know I'm a gangsta, ain’t no changin' that
Tryna hold on to everything that I know, the only thing that make me smile
And once I leave it ain't no comin’ back, I'll take my chances
Now you don't want me apart, I guess I leave you all of that

[Verse 1]
Diamonds flashin', that's the reason you can't go back
I ain't happy, that's the reason that my heart froze baby
Ain’t have no rachet, if I did, I let that thang blow baby
’Cause you know it ain't no pus*y in blood, I get it on baby
North side, where I resided
These b*tches don’t want face the fact that they tryna hide me
These n*ggas broker than they track, they tryna ride me
I think that pus*y b*tch you hatin' right on side me
[Chorus]
I hope my feelings start to matter, I mean
Hope your emotions not the sh*t that I read
I hope my ways is not the reason you leave
I hope one day, the truth not bad as it seem
You know I'ma gangster, ain't no changin’ that
Tryna hold on to everything that I know, the only thing that make me smile
And once I leave, it ain't no comin' back, I take my chances
Now you don't wan' be apart, I guess I leave you all of that

[Verse 2]
Killin' my insides, steady screamin' out, "I'm sorry!"
If I'm not wanted, I'm not worth it
If it be God or the Devil
I swear to follow which one call me
Callin' for money, f*ck they money, I'ma die for everything that I love
Pray through the crisis, f*cked my life forever, live life a thug
Gunnin' from me while I'm recordin', I might put 2 in my jug
Look f*ck that b*tch and f*ck that n*gga, mane, I know what it was
Put X in my mouth [?]
In the back of the car, every time I be ridin'
I could give you a smile wit' the knife in my hand
Every time that I say it, I never be lying
I could cut off the neck of the cat in the back of the house
In a pool, I feel like I'm dying
I could paint on my image, that n*ggas be trippin'
He really was havin' some sh*t, I [?] mine
We could be together wit' no pain
[?] make him numb
I could put in my Will to put the jewelry in the grave, that sh*t you left in the trunk
[?], what the f*ck he jus' said, they think that I'm dumb
I'm ready to die, you know how I come
You get hit wit' that fire, you players red rum
[Chorus]
I hope my feelings start to matter, I mean
Hope your emotions not the sh*t that I read
I hope my ways is not the reason you leave
I hope one day the truth not bad as it seems
You know I'm a gangsta, ain't no changin' that
Tryna hold on to everything that I know, the only thing that make me smile
And once I leave it ain't no comin' back, I'll take my chances
Now you don't want me apart, I guess I leave you all of that