Runaway

This is for the year-and-then-some-months I was coerced
This is for the weeks that I was questioning my worth
Questioning whether she ever meant it
That together 'til the end shit
That now we more than best friends shit
The constant communication in secrecy it was we
Will I ever get back what she meant to me?
Suddenly discarded and replaced, did I mean anything?
Consumed by sorrow thinkin' I lost everything
Fuck it, here's your story

I dodged a bullet with someone I would've took them 4
If we talkin' meta4s I think I might've took like 4
A fuckin' fool, a fuckin goofy what she took me 4
But I ain't goin' like that so I run through the door
Irony was she was the one behind the gun so when the iron bust
Betraying every bit of trust
Aimed right at my heart but it's so robust that it never broke
I was so in shock
I'm lookin' back like "this a joke"
How the fuck she gon' stand like nothin happened and inhale the smoke
And lie like nothin' happened
And say I never mattered
Blood splattered
I could see the laughter on her face
She lied to everybody
So she'd escape the case
So I came back lookin for revenge on an "ex" slash former best friend
All that time that we spent and the lines that been bent
I don't think we could ever make amends

And I can't run away from pain
I can't run away from hurtin'
I can't run away, run away no
And I can't run away from this
I can't run away from truth
I can't run away, run away from this

I keep maxin' out my bench but that won't get this off my chest
I been runnin' 'round holdin' on to stress
So I guess
To confess is the best
Learned to never ever fall for a devil in a dress
I was lied to, sold a dream, straight finessed
Now it's hate in my heart in the part she infested
Wasted potential, the time I invested
Erase my whole mental I've got to forget this
But I won't let I change me nah
Shit I can't even blame me now
'Cus the downgrade now is the crazy part
And the mistakes that I've made is what makes me smart
But damn
I'm way more than enough
I'm the motherfuckin' man
She just let the winnin' ticket fall right out her hands
So I guess that's the plan
Success is the best, form of revenge



Credits
Writer(s): Tracey Littleton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link