Alex Veach - Amnesia Lyrics

No way back
Only forward
No way back

I got a new love
No way back
Love the feeling
Love amnesia

Go
Go
Get em while they young
And f*ck 'em till they done
I got the facts
Kill 'em with racks
Plastic or not she better have ass
Shorty gon' twerk and not gonna pass
Then dress up in fur she better have class

I can remember when I had a temper
Fishing for fights like I gonna win her
She gonna follow 'cause I got her dinner
We gonna last and I'm not a sinner
Take you apart but I ain't no killer
Don't even care that she the gold digger
F*ckin' with me and you get my stinger
Treatin' me right then I gonna lick her

Tell 'em haters forget my reputation (woah)
You cannot keep track of my location (no)
How you gonna judge the situation (ey)
When I'm bawling all the way across the nation (yeah)

I got a new love
No way back
Love the feeling
Love amnesia

Low
Low
Come give me a tug (ey)
We gonna cut a rug
I'm seeing stars
Too many bars
Turn up and listen 'cause I got the mind
You're gonna want it when you're in a bind
Then pay the fee 'cause you're going blind

Castles on mountains it's raining the heavens
Don't need no Vegas let's roll em sevens
Staring those curves I gotta wide lens
Cruise from the club we get in my Benz
Check out my loft we gonna check in
We flying up then pourin' more gin
I turn her over 'cause I wanna lean in
Woman it's Friday we gonna sleep in

My crew got lots of dough you gonna face us (bling)
You so high you trippin make a fuss (ey)
Nothing in your mind except a wet lust
We gonna leave you rotting in the dust (yeah)

No way back
Only forward
No way back

I got a new love
No way back
Love the feeling
Love amnesia

Woah
Woah
I gotta test ya
Don't act like you know bruh
I make culture
You wan' force her
Lady gon' crazy start slurring her words
Not gonna slow down looking for new birds
Skill in seduction she coming towards

You ain't got no clout I make them speeches
Bitch got lots a doubt she make them speechless
Wearin' all this ice she like a princess
Always generous she know my weakness
I'm a herder you know the Veach's
You need a white knight you gon' be Veachless
Without me driving you gon' be useless
I pop the question she gon' just say yes

I'ma top rock on them stages (woah)
I can write a book so many pages (ey)
Then I'll the cash in all my cases (yeah)
Turn around and go one hundred paces