I Am Poison ft. Young Savo Lyrics

This Music shit Running my Life

Barely got Any Time for the Wife

Know this shit is so Wrong it ain't Right

When I'm Not in the Booth I'ma Write

I can Do this the Rest of my Life

It's just a Little Sacrifice

They gon Call me the Profit I'm Chosen

You gonna Follow me Until I Die

When I Do I don't Want You to Cry

Just Swallow some Gas and get High

And Pour 8 in a Deuce

Drink it All man the Feeling is Nice

I'm just Here to Tell Him All the shit

That You be Telling the Children is a Lie

I've been Smoking Weed since I was 12

Grandma put me Out for Being High

I Started a Name for Myself

Never Needed No Help from a nigga

Risk it All for the Check for my Health

Adderall get the Best of Me nigga

Many Nights for these Gs on my Belt

Try to Take it I'm Blessing You nigga

30 Rounds Nothing Less on Me nigga

Smith and Wesson is the Recipe nigga

The Boy Think I'm gonna Send em to God

666 on my Bullets Good Luck

Since a Toddler I've been a Retard

Ask my Momma I Don't Give a fuck

Never Knew what was Right what was Wrong

Took Advice from the Voice on the Left

(My shoulder)

And my Pops was a Demon Himself

They don't know All the shit that We Felt

Got to Make Sure my niggas Get Fed

They going to Die about it they Sum Else

And my Girl going to be Glued to my Leg

Cause that bitch Understood what I Felt

And my Brother Going to Get what He Wants

On my Life he gonna be Fresh to Death

Told my Mama go ahead Quit your Job

No more Cooking You gon have a Chef

I'm Poison

Bitch Drink me

I make You Do it Easy

Some People Call it Magic

I make nigga Believe me

I'm Royal

A Demon

And I be Robbing Deacons

Because they Ride in Phantoms

Gone Get that shit I Need it

I'm Poison

Bitch Drink me

I make You Do it Easy

Some People Call it Magic

I make nigga Believe me

I'm Royal

A Demon

And I be Robbing Deacons

Because they Ride in Phantoms

Gone Get that shit I Need it

I'm Poison

Bitch Drink me

I'll fuck Your bitch its Easy

She Says I'm Fire Man

But Please don't Call me Weezy

All of my niggas Squeezing

You know a nigga Sleazy

And if you Talking Work

I Seen more Dope than Jeezy

Some People Call it Magic

I Make niggas Believe me

I Take All of their Money

And Peoole Still Come See me

Some People wanna be Me

Some wanna Kill and Grieve me

I Die for my Respect

Don't Play me like a Cd

A Demon don't Play

Hop Out the Whip and Spray

I'm from the Jungle you a Pray

Ain't No Sense in Praying

Hey Watch out Where you Lay

I'll Find out Where you Stay

I'm a Dog Hurry Give me my Tray

I don't See Nobody I'm Ray

Hey by the Way I'm Robbing Deacons

With my Boy he Puerto Rican

I don't came a Long Way

From Cooking it in a Beaker

If you Looking for some Problems

I am Not the One you Seeking

Cause I'm Loco

I am Nuts

I'm a Mother Fucking Pecan

I'm Poison

Bitch Drink me

I make you do it Easy

Some People Call it Magic

I make nigga Believe me

I'm Royal

A Demon

And I be Robbing Deacons

Because they Ride in Phantoms

Gone get that shit I Need it