Phlebotomy
Baby you knew I put my heart in this
Took my blood out to a phlebotomist
Sold my plasma so I could pay off debts
Did you not expect it'd go towards our interests
My one regret is I should've treated you better
Now probably got another man who's giving you pleasure
You were my treasure that I took for granted
How am I supposed to live life without you on this planet
Never wanted this to happen
Shit sounds so tragic
And it's all my fault tell me if pain is everlasting
I gotta move past this since now I'm a has been
So I'm hanging with the crew back on my gang shit
Make it rain shit
Have these bills cover all my motherfucking tears on some fucking real shit
Don't know if I can deal with
All these bloody scars and thotty broads that I don't want to chill with
If it ain't you
If it ain't you then what I'm doing then
Got me writing feelings with this stupid pen
Let me drink the ink as I let it all sink on my foolish skin
Got me tattooing too many attempts
Bank account looking more wealthier than
A year ago when I was single hoe
Now I got shit all in control and it's astounding man
Now I can afford a couple thousand tracks
And I got racks
And and I got racks
And and I got racks in stacks
You keep running through my mind in a dash
Working overtime so I'll forget about our past
Took my blood out to a phlebotomist
Sold my plasma so I could pay off debts
Did you not expect it'd go towards our interests
My one regret is I should've treated you better
Now probably got another man who's giving you pleasure
You were my treasure that I took for granted
How am I supposed to live life without you on this planet
Never wanted this to happen
Shit sounds so tragic
And it's all my fault tell me if pain is everlasting
I gotta move past this since now I'm a has been
So I'm hanging with the crew back on my gang shit
Make it rain shit
Have these bills cover all my motherfucking tears on some fucking real shit
Don't know if I can deal with
All these bloody scars and thotty broads that I don't want to chill with
If it ain't you
If it ain't you then what I'm doing then
Got me writing feelings with this stupid pen
Let me drink the ink as I let it all sink on my foolish skin
Got me tattooing too many attempts
Bank account looking more wealthier than
A year ago when I was single hoe
Now I got shit all in control and it's astounding man
Now I can afford a couple thousand tracks
And I got racks
And and I got racks
And and I got racks in stacks
You keep running through my mind in a dash
Working overtime so I'll forget about our past
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Writer(s): John Cruz
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