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[Chorus: Jesse Boykins III]
Simple answers, bring no worry
Me laying low, with you near me
Stuck in between, you and my dreams
Faded from us, Im deep in sings, say woah, oh, oh
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Ima sicko in this rap shit
On road, Im active
GoldLink so rare, boy, they treat that nigga like a bad bitch
Riding round wit that stick hid when I lift shit, leave that top bit Then I analog with my left hand hit the C-stick then I hit stick
Come up off that green, bitch
I dont wanna make no scene
Roll with them Southwest wild niggas lookin like a team
Red Bindy on your forehead, that shit lookin like a beam
Free my nigga Big Solo, free Nahom, thats the team, thats on me

[Chorus: Jesse Boykins III]
Simple answers, bring no worry
Me laying low, with you near me
Stuck in between, you and my drеams
Faded from us, Im deep in sings, say woah, oh, oh
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours

[Bridge]

So today it gon get real sеrious
She was like, “Oh my God, you must be real curious”
I was like, “Yeah, yeah, I must be real furious”
Frustrated cause you been playin, playin with that pussy
She was like, “Oh my God, girl, are you with me?”
Breakin my eyes before he took it now
Aint no surprise when he come around
Knock, knock

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Ghetto church music for my yutes
My partner growin up said, “When you flash it, better shoot”
My shooter always told me, “Dont you worry bout the truth
The truth is the music business fucked up since “Crew”
I went from not having it all to having it all in a day
Then I got everything then my soul started fading away
Nigga so famous, my whole city start feeling a way
Nigga so famous, that when he post the world feeling a way
Remember Soulection me? Remember 2014?
Remember them double XL niggas who hotter than me?
Now the hood love me, the Blackest women they riot for me
Grammys on Grammys, Grammys on Grammys like niggas ODd
Nigga please

[Chorus: Jesse Boykins III]
Simple answers, bring no worry
Me laying low, with you near me
Stuck in between, you and my dreams
Faded from us, Im deep in sings, say woah, oh, oh
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours (Say woah, oh, oh, oh)
Im Into feeling yours