Pick Ya Poison

Tell me baby what's the status of our situation
I know the money motivating
It's been about a year I know you grow impatient
No 4PF but you my Lil Baby

Emojis and heart eyes
Me telling you dark lies
You despise everything I'm saying

Bitches parked outside
Blowing up phone lines
Once again face done hit the pavement

Truth hurt but it gets you further
That's what you tell me when I get caught entertaining others

I'm a man it's just my daily struggles
Put the brakes on my life cause my tires burning outta rubber

Know I need to stop it this shit toxic
Can't even move like I wanna

Knowing you'll pop my opp like a Roxie
Then move to Arizona

Dopeboy persona high grade marijuana
While I played in the trenches
You was doing what I wanted

Guess I meant everything to you
Then again I showed nothing

How can I blame you for fucking
Moving reckless out in public
Hitting other hoes while my chains dangle
When I'm supposed to fuck you in LePerla

Knowing I'm being mannish
I really don't understand it
I'm just being a man for real

Asking you why you frantic or being over dramatic
I need to be a man and chill

So really what's the deal
No showing favoritism you my coping mechanism
Need to plan and build

So really what's the deal
Wait to y'all sick and tired that's when we decide to
Try to buckle in

Hard on my luck again
Think you on some sucker shit
Out with your friends more
You won't facetime a nigga

Guessing you reminded me when I ain't answer when you did
Dishing it but can't take it
I ain't really good with this
Guilty conscious think you entertaining other men
Ol girl in your ear
Reminding you of what I did
Been told me she ain't like me
Our business it ain't theirs
She be with you trying to fight me

Miserable that's what it is

Time flying by getting use to being over
More girls sending naked photos

Heart colder than a blizzard in antarctica
I may die from being frozen

Pick ya poison



Credits
Writer(s): Cordero Robinson
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