Posion pt2 ft. JMB SHIESTY Lyrics

In my heart and in my head, tell me what has to end, oh no, oh no

I can't save us, my Atlantis we fall, we built this town on shaky ground

I can't save her, I can't save her, I can't save her, I can't save her

We went on our grind everyday, tell me what you want from me, I can give you Everything you want from me, I can give you everything but a red ring

You poisoned my heart, you left me down bad when I was up

Got me sittin' here feelin' like I'm stuck, sittin' in my room smokin' all these drugs

And I been sippin' lean in a goldeen dream, and I got a red flag and a big red beam

A blue flag in the left pocket, C-R-I-P, and it's sittin' in my right pocket, big J-M-B

Nigga cleaned how I cleaned, nigga bleed how he bleed, make a call to my people, nigga, they gon' clean the scene

Leave his ass on the street, then reclaim that scene, I'ma shoot him in the sleeve, now his tattoo's gonna leak

Now she know me, but she don't even know me, only reason that she here is because of the money

Try to play me like a fool, now I'm lookin' like a dummy, try to set me up, but I hit her in her tummy

I can't save her, I can't save her, I can't save her, I can't save her

We went on our grind everyday, tell me what you want from me, I can give you everything you want from me, I can give you everything but a red ring

You got my heart, ripped it apart, got me thinkin', damn, shoulda known from the start

Thinkin' that we got that Gamma-H3, I thought we had a spark, but I found out everything was just you playin' a part

You was playin' good, girl, I was playin' bad, man, I was just 15, bringin' big bags in

I was 12 years old when I started trappin', now I'm 17 years old and I'm up here rappin

Thug food, yeah, we got a lot of thug food, big moves, and I make a lot of big moves

Big moves, bankroll, and I got a lot of big bands, big racks, they gon' put your ass in the trance

Big beams, we gon' pull up on another one, big Glocks, and I went up on another one

Big chops, we gon' knock him right out his socks, big mops, we gon' hit his mom and his pops