"Pick Ya Poison" lyrics
Trust Army & 38 Spesh Lyrics
(feat. The Musalini & Blass 89)
Woo, uh, yeah, we back at it, baby, uh, alright, uh
Baby itchin' for a lick, throw the tools up
I'mma put her on the strip, no prints on the burner
In the booth, only wrote been murder
First class, rose from the dirt fast
Made money on the ave., but now I rap
Overlookin' contracts tryna get stacks
We came from the mud, look at where we at
If the love ain't real you can have it back
Gotta watch who you dap and adapt to the change
They wanna see me fall but I had to feed my brain
Sold drugs in the rain just to pay rent
My heart got cold as some days went
It was ready rock
Fiends cuttin' weight they was jumpin' in the pot
38 shots left you slumped in the drop, told my bitch peel off
Pedal to the floor and I lit another blunt
Pick your poison I made peace with mine
For my words our words are redefined
Sacrifice or the sacrifice
Sleep in the afterlife, I'm after mine
Piece of the pie, won't stop to lie
Increase the size, aim to shoot my season high wit' yo' bitch
I'm gettin' by, you should live how I wake up before it get in duct taped up, BUCK!
No longer dream, no longer fiend for love
If it ain't 'bout the hunt, then don't be seekin' us (Word)
Got hoes, make a nigga leap like hot coal
Hit the stove where the pot go, cook up 'til I kiss the Sun
Keep, whippin' my wrist even though I miss my son, it's all for the family
TRUST what are we without it
Loyalty keeps my blood pumpin' when a coward dies a thousand times (Braa!)
I'm going out with my head high on top of mountain steps, come with me, the Devil screams
But I work hard to listen to my heart, envision God everytime I speak
Look to my own speed I'mma make them wait
Witness took time I'mma make them pay
Indicate what they, she understands the sacrifice that's why when I'm on
They won't have a choice but to give my accent price
I ask a nice, 38, Mus, 89 then fire you out the booth
Pick your poison I made peace with mine
For my words our words are redefined
Sacrifice or the sacrifice
Sleep in the afterlife, I'm after mine
Piece of the pie, won't stop to lie
Increase the size, aim to shoot my season high wit' yo' bitch
I'm gettin' by, you should live how I wake up before it get in duct taped up, BUCK!
Baby itchin' for a lick, throw the tools up
I'mma put her on the strip, no prints on the burner
In the booth, only wrote been murder
First class, rose from the dirt fast
Made money on the ave., but now I rap
Overlookin' contracts tryna get stacks
We came from the mud, look at where we at
If the love ain't real you can have it back
Gotta watch who you dap and adapt to the change
They wanna see me fall but I had to feed my brain
Sold drugs in the rain just to pay rent
My heart got cold as some days went
It was ready rock
Fiends cuttin' weight they was jumpin' in the pot
38 shots left you slumped in the drop, told my bitch peel off
Pedal to the floor and I lit another blunt
Pick your poison I made peace with mine
For my words our words are redefined
Sacrifice or the sacrifice
Sleep in the afterlife, I'm after mine
Piece of the pie, won't stop to lie
Increase the size, aim to shoot my season high wit' yo' bitch
I'm gettin' by, you should live how I wake up before it get in duct taped up, BUCK!
No longer dream, no longer fiend for love
If it ain't 'bout the hunt, then don't be seekin' us (Word)
Got hoes, make a nigga leap like hot coal
Hit the stove where the pot go, cook up 'til I kiss the Sun
Keep, whippin' my wrist even though I miss my son, it's all for the family
TRUST what are we without it
Loyalty keeps my blood pumpin' when a coward dies a thousand times (Braa!)
I'm going out with my head high on top of mountain steps, come with me, the Devil screams
But I work hard to listen to my heart, envision God everytime I speak
Look to my own speed I'mma make them wait
Witness took time I'mma make them pay
Indicate what they, she understands the sacrifice that's why when I'm on
They won't have a choice but to give my accent price
I ask a nice, 38, Mus, 89 then fire you out the booth
Pick your poison I made peace with mine
For my words our words are redefined
Sacrifice or the sacrifice
Sleep in the afterlife, I'm after mine
Piece of the pie, won't stop to lie
Increase the size, aim to shoot my season high wit' yo' bitch
I'm gettin' by, you should live how I wake up before it get in duct taped up, BUCK!
