Pick Your Poison Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em][Esus4][Em][C][D][Em]
[C]

[Verse 1]
[D]I
been runnin' with [Em]that street vibe
I fell back off that love shit
[C]You tryna play me for a goofy,
[D]that's that [Em]bullshit
I be with robbers like to mug shit
[C]I'd rather be around some niggas
[D]I can thug w[Em]ith
Same [Esus4]niggas say they
ain't switch up on me
[Em]And [C]this Rollie face a b[D]ig Obama
Hang with [Em]the killers [Esus4]homie
Money hungry, gettin' busy
[Em]And the [C]stick up homies
So pick your [D]poison
[Em]It be so

[Verse 2]
[Esus4]phony
I got locked up,
[Em]they couldn't send me a lawyer
My [C]mama had told me
These niggas ain't real,
[D]niggas be actin' like homies
Scream[Esus4]in' they gang,
[Em]ain't put in work, that shit be annoyin'
[C]Police scorcher,
gotta watch [D]out when you servin' that [Em]corner
What you [Esus4]know about late night in that trap,
you ain't make no [Em]dime, [C]yeah
Or tellin' your kids you gotta million,
[D]still ain't make no time yet
[Em]Or in jail[Esus4] for a body and [Em]the judge ke[D]ep
tellin' you you get no [Em]time [C]back
Or when you live in the trenches with the fame,
[D]and you live where the crime at
Gangsters [Em]was our [Esus4]idols,
we don't believe in titles
[Em]I'm true to [C]my religion,
we don't believe in [D]bibles
See one of my [Esus4]rivals,
we don't drive right by [C]you

[Verse 3]
Glock got a beam, clip stick out like Eiffel
[D]I been runnin' with that s[Em]treet vibe
I fell back off that love shit
[C]You tryna play me for a goofy,
[D]that's that [Esus4]bullshit[Em]
I be with robbers like to mug shit
[C]I'd rather be around some
niggas [D]I can thug with
[Em]Same[Esus4] niggas say they
ain't switch up on me
[Em]And [C]this Rollie face a b[D]ig Obama
Hang with [Em]the killers [Esus4]homie
Money hungry, gettin' busy
[Em]And the [C]stick up homies
So pick your [D]poison

[Verse 4]
Hell [Em]yeah I [Esus4]hold a grudge
These niggas ain't show no [Em]love
[C]These niggas was nowhere to be found,
[D]I had low income
How the hell [Esus4]I'ma pay my bill
[D]s? I h[Em]ad no income[C]
I was always taught to fight,
lil' [D]boy don't ever run
[Em]My daddy got life in prison,
my moms said here he come
And [C]I was posted on that porch
and [D]he ain't never come
[Em]Yeah that trap goin' crazy
inside them projects [C]homie
Got out early from the feds,
lil' [D]boy don't call my phone
[Em]I put my life on the line
for niggas who in line
[C]I used to chew on them Xannies to
[D]get me through the times
[Em]I used to believe all them rumors,
it took over my [C]mind
And if I put my name on
it then that shit is mine
I been [D]runnin' with that [Em]street

[Verse 5]
vibe
I fell back off that love shit
[C]You tryna play me for a goofy,
[D]that's that [Em]bullshit
I be with robbers like to mug shit
[C]I'd rather be around some niggas
[D]I can thug w[Em]ith
Same [Esus4]niggas say they
ain't switch up on me
[Em]And [C]this Rollie face a b[D]ig Obama
Hang with the killers [Esus4]homie
Money hungry, gettin' busy
[Em]And [C]the stick up homies
So pick your pois[D]on