Pills in the Cash Drawer

I play games
Cause I like you
I play games cause I miss your touch
I'm tryna put the world behind me
If I can't have you then I must
You know how I care about you
You know how strong I felt
What else needs to be said
The cards already been dealt

Delete that pic
Delete this message
Put the gun under my
Chin
Delete myself
Delete myself
Bury me with
Ice on my wrist

Mascara running
At a pay phone
One call
Too much to ask for
Lock jaw
Pills in the cash drawer
Hunnid on the sack
I don't need to
Make much more
30 on the perk
Finna crush it all in a blunt
Cant feel my face
With the residue in my lungs
I'm a walking dead man
Too much to ask for
Pills in the cash drawer
Ash on the ash floor
If you're sad i'm sad
Keep fucking on the past
Just like the pills in my cash drawer
It'll never last
Looks like i'm onto the next floor
Still high up on the past
I don't mean to be
A drag

Delete that pic
Delete this message
Put the gun under my
Chin
Delete myself
Delete myself
Bury me with
Ice on my wrist



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Reyes
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