Trace. & Mello - Savage

I swore I'd never get this low again
But here we are now
I can't figure out how to go again
I've been a broken rollercoaster for a while now
And all the times I said I loved you
I really meant that
If I went back and fixed everything that I did
Tell me would you even fucking care I did that
I know that that'll be the last time that I change for anybody
God I wish that I could grab the old parts back
And I know I'd still crack that mother fuckin' slide back on somebody tryna run away with what I got in my bag
It's a late night with a new bitch
Feeling lucid, I been using, fuckin' hoes tryna find the same feeling you give
True shit, 'cause I haven't felt the same since with you and that was right before the views hit
Money make a motherfucker do some weird shit
All alone off Patron, shots till I feel sick
Stuck at home so long, need someone to build with
But it's gone, so I'm off of some perkies to chill with
Got a bad bitch laying naked on the mattress
Pillow talking reminisce on days when we ain't have shit
Roll the windows down and ride around escaping madness
If this the life that they been wanting, tell them they can have it, aye
I said I'd never get back to this level, but here are again
I won the race with a broken pedal
Overheating like a kettle
Lord knows I could've made it
But I'm tried by the devil, touched by an angel
Yo, look in the mirror at what I have made you
If not for me, who the fuck woul've come saved you?
Look, I don't blame you, but,
I never thought that it would be you changing up
Playing these games inside my head is fucking dangerous
I been on top of the world, I swear this money ain't a thang for us
But still I feel like I ain't saved enough, so
Imma try to get my Franklin's up
But it's because of you that Imma stay ashamed to love
Can't get you out my brain, I been in pain, so I been taking drugs
Open up a bottle, drank it up, cuz
Money make a motherfucker do some weird shit
All alone off Patron, shots till I feel sick
Stuck at home so long, need someone to build with
But it's gone, so I'm off of some perkies to chill with
Got a bad bitch laying naked on the mattress
Pillow talking reminisce on days when we ain't have shit
Roll the windows down and ride around escaping madness
If this the life that they been wanting, tell them they can have it, aye
Money make a motherfucker do some weird shit
All alone off Patron, shots till I feel sick
Stuck at home so long, need someone to build with
But it's gone, so I'm off of some perkies to chill with
Got a bad bitch laying naked on the mattress
Pillow talking reminisce on days when we ain't have shit
Roll the windows down and ride around escaping madness
If this the life that they been wanting, tell them they can have it, aye

Written by:
Gavin Simon, Kaleb Benoit

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