Pain N Drugs
Look into my call log
Who can I call on?
My phone don't ring unless somebody need some
You actin like you got me but we both know you gon fold
Stop showing fake love I don't need it no no
The pain hold me down that's why I be on the drugs
It's gettin really hard to tell the real from fake love
All this pain hold me down
And it's hard to tell the real from the fake love
Codeine help me numb the things I don't wanna feel
Hate when I get off the drugs cause I speak on what I feel
I'm pourin up line after line
I'm tryna forget about you but it's like I'm stuck in time
So what else am I supposed do?
When Every bitch I talk to compare them all to you
I'm still chasing after money doing what I do
It really sucks nothin will ever be the same wit you
I know you think about me and I know you heard my new songs
I know you thuggin baby but it's time to come home
If I say that you was right I promise I ain't wrong
If you come back I swear that I'll put down this styrofoam
I been Lookin through my call log
Who can I call on?
My phone don't ring unless somebody need some
You actin like you got me but we both know you gon fold
Stop showing fake love I don't need it no no
The pain hold me down that's why I be on the drugs
It's gettin really hard to tell the real from fake love
All this pain hold me down
And it's hard to tell the real from the fake love
Who can I call on?
My phone don't ring unless somebody need some
You actin like you got me but we both know you gon fold
Stop showing fake love I don't need it no no
The pain hold me down that's why I be on the drugs
It's gettin really hard to tell the real from fake love
All this pain hold me down
And it's hard to tell the real from the fake love
Codeine help me numb the things I don't wanna feel
Hate when I get off the drugs cause I speak on what I feel
I'm pourin up line after line
I'm tryna forget about you but it's like I'm stuck in time
So what else am I supposed do?
When Every bitch I talk to compare them all to you
I'm still chasing after money doing what I do
It really sucks nothin will ever be the same wit you
I know you think about me and I know you heard my new songs
I know you thuggin baby but it's time to come home
If I say that you was right I promise I ain't wrong
If you come back I swear that I'll put down this styrofoam
I been Lookin through my call log
Who can I call on?
My phone don't ring unless somebody need some
You actin like you got me but we both know you gon fold
Stop showing fake love I don't need it no no
The pain hold me down that's why I be on the drugs
It's gettin really hard to tell the real from fake love
All this pain hold me down
And it's hard to tell the real from the fake love
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Writer(s): Gabe Saavedra
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