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Wouldn't Save Me
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Wouldn't Save Me was released on January 2, 2026 by 11142500 Records DK as a part of the album Heavy Load
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Release DateJanuary 2, 2026
Label11142500 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM150

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reezzie
Reezzie
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryota Okabe
Ryota Okabe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reezzie
Reezzie
Producer

Lyrics

I need me your love, without you I'm not enough
I know you can feel my pulse when I touch
The love that you give me is nothing but a product
But I need you so bad, I think I'll fall in love
'Cause these hoes surround me like vultures
I don't want them, only want you
I don't want them, only want you to be my boo
But I don't think you want me too
I don't want them comin' through
I don't know what we become, my boo
You let me die out, I should've known
What they said about you was true
I stare at the ceiling, they say you had your reasons
And I didn't have a clue
You the reason I couldn't deny it, I denied the truth
You were the best girl I ever knew
You the realest though, and God got proof
You hit me up, said you needed somethin' to do
Gave you my love, you didn't reciprocate
Guess I'm the best boy you love to hate
I got the best flow, yeah, they love it the most
You wasn't even afraid, your tongue be cold
But I hate what you say, I hate it when you leave
Don't know who to believe
I'm sippin' on the lean, sippin' on the codeine
Treatin' you like my queen, beggin' on my knees
If I become deceased, please accept my dream
Maybe leave, maybe flee
Know I can't be the man that you love
Won't make you wanna be
So I mean it by any means
Gotta stay in my mode, give my fans somethin' to eat
Somethin' to snack on, somethin' to make 'em feel complete
I know I was a bad man, but I wanna see you pleased
She love cookies and cream, yeah, I was hangin' with my G's
I promise she the beauty on the beach
She want me dead, so the God shit free, yeah
Maybe we can talk about the pain someday
I wake up feelin' like shit on Mondays
She been in my head, she ain't on straight, woah
I know they want me dead, Beyoncé, woah
I'm like Rihanna in the Bahamas, smokin' marijuana
Sippin' vodka, put down my mama, dissin' on my papa
Pussy bitch don't want you, all this fake drama
Tired of the trauma, shit was traumatic
Tryna feel fantastic, you disappear like magic
But you was not no hat trick
I done got stuck up in my past habits
Bad habits, panic
I'm on the comeback, swear this shit was tragic
Had to get away so fast, I'm so paranoid
She got me feelin' bad, she the one I can't avoid
One false move and I can be destroyed
I'm so damn paranoid, I can never fill the void
I'm so addicted to her voice
I'ma make sure you come back
Even if you ain't got a choice
I ain't never feelin' joy
Oh no, woah
She been wantin' me dead, she all in my head
Tellin' me things I ain't wanna hear, wanna disappear
I know she won't be here, or be there for me
She never care for me, no, she really don't
She was never there for me, no, she never was
She said she'd die for me, but she ain't even die for me
I knew she would lie to me, but never ride for me
I thought she'd come right with me and fuckin' die with me
Six feet deep in my grave, I am not your slave
You believe that life be a grave
That's not no game, you not no saint, my heart decay
So don't be mad if your bitch on my dick
Pissin' on your grave, if it came to that, I'd make 'em bleed
Okay, I'm not O'Garic, I'ma admit it
She so fake, she too fake, she a snake
She wanna take my money, she wanna be my dinner date
Baby girl, what we on? She love the way I do my thing
I know she been waitin' for me
I'ma make her fuckin' wait
Till the day that I die, I wanna see her shake her cake, yeah
She a curse, I spit this verse, wake up in a hearse
And it fuckin' hurts, yeah, it fuckin' burns
I'ma go berserk, this what she deserve
Got me so immersed
Pop a fuckin' Xan, pop a fuckin' Perk
I was caught up in a fuckin' thirst, I was put to work
I'm in outer space and my heart, it hurts
Oh Lord, please help me, don't make it worse
You a fuckin' jerk
I love the way this shit gon' last forever
I don't trust these hoes no more, they don't even matter
I gotta get the paper, happy never after
What the fuck these hoes on?
And you know I gotta make you mine
They say money the root of all evil
Spittin' million-dollar thoughts, nouns and verbs
Yeah, okay, I fucked up, I admit that for sure
Tryna find myself
Tryna find someone who truly love me
Do you love me? Do you trust me?
Would you touch me?
Let me be faithful
And I won't let it change me, no
Maybe I'll be able
To let you tame me
Yeah, shit turn fatal
If it do, she wouldn't save me
Written by: Ryota Okabe
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