Untamable
Well Alright
MZH
Outcast
Save me from myself
Yeah
Save Me from myself
Save Me from myself
Huh since day one
I was seen as a threat
Life makin my heart heavy
It's hurting my chest
These girls for everybody
Sum I shoulda been discovered
My life a bed waking up
To things that was under cover
Ha Ready or Not
Here I am
Wishing for my downfall
Might as well stop rubbing ya lamp
They bring mess for me
But I sweep it under the rug
I know that talk is cheap
But I still ain't buying none
They got me feelin like
Being myself a sin
Call me a rookie to the game
But never on the bench
And I can't hear my haters
Cause my money stay talkin
I stay drawing attention
That's why I'm called an Artist
Save Me from myself
I really need your help I'm going under Save Me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Yeah All rats got to die
Don't forget about them snakes
Life keep trying to pull me over
So I make my own lane
Show bread
Watch these bitches turn to birds
They mad cause I'm the shit
A walking turd
Damn stay spitting fye
My mouth a furnace
Went from counting ones
Now I'm counting hundreds
On bad terms with me
Make you change yo dictionary
And the day I give up
The thirtieth of February
Even though money come to me
I ain't scared to chase it
Some people flip on you like coins
Two faced
You Only Live Once
So why complain
Ain't scared to hit what come at me
Guess you can call me a Brave
Save Me from myself
I really need your help I'm going under
Save Me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Yeah
Thank you
MZH
Outcast
Save me from myself
Yeah
Save Me from myself
Save Me from myself
Huh since day one
I was seen as a threat
Life makin my heart heavy
It's hurting my chest
These girls for everybody
Sum I shoulda been discovered
My life a bed waking up
To things that was under cover
Ha Ready or Not
Here I am
Wishing for my downfall
Might as well stop rubbing ya lamp
They bring mess for me
But I sweep it under the rug
I know that talk is cheap
But I still ain't buying none
They got me feelin like
Being myself a sin
Call me a rookie to the game
But never on the bench
And I can't hear my haters
Cause my money stay talkin
I stay drawing attention
That's why I'm called an Artist
Save Me from myself
I really need your help I'm going under Save Me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Yeah All rats got to die
Don't forget about them snakes
Life keep trying to pull me over
So I make my own lane
Show bread
Watch these bitches turn to birds
They mad cause I'm the shit
A walking turd
Damn stay spitting fye
My mouth a furnace
Went from counting ones
Now I'm counting hundreds
On bad terms with me
Make you change yo dictionary
And the day I give up
The thirtieth of February
Even though money come to me
I ain't scared to chase it
Some people flip on you like coins
Two faced
You Only Live Once
So why complain
Ain't scared to hit what come at me
Guess you can call me a Brave
Save Me from myself
I really need your help I'm going under
Save Me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Yeah
Thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Harrison
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