Saint ft. Malené

Let you tell it, girl, you never wrong

Psychedelic, like girl, what you on?

Honestly, I didn't wanna have to make a song

You promised me no matter what, that we would carry on

Til' it was broken, yo' truth you spoken and it awoken

The things I'd hold in, emotions rollin' but I ain't foldin'

Ain't even soak in the token of perfection I had was lost

My heart was open, I'm copin', do reflection on what it cost

A pretty penny if anybody wanted to know

So many, plenty of dollars walking right out the store

But that and some mo'

To the point I got caught lacking bad, asking her not to go