highball

Spend my days as a kid growing up low class
Spent all Sunday afternoon with Dad got a blast
On Sunday night with that gotta go fast
This real dark dirt piled up in my past

Black as the backwash sitting in the flask
Praying that my kids don't find my secret stash
Mattress on the hotel floor covered in glass
Speakin' of glass find me sipping on the highball

You'll be damned if you catch me off the side of your eyeball
You need keys to unlock the bricks in my drywall
Drug runners snap into shape when I call
Who these cops? Fuck the police, don't call 'em

When my boss is calling up I try not to stall him
"Hello sir! Big news, the deal went awesome!"



Credits
Writer(s): Riley Relyes
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