Chords for Lil Durk - Pick Your Poison (Official Audio)

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[Db] _ _ _ [Eb] I've been [Fm] running with that D-Vide I fell back off that lost stand
[Db] They tryna play me for a [Eb] goofy that's a bore [Fm] stand
I be with robbers like [Db] the mob stand I'd rather be around [Eb] some niggas I can talk
with [Fm] Niggas say they ain't switching for me
I'm in [Db] this rollie face a brick of foam [Eb] I ain't [Fm] one to kill his hoes
Money hungry getting busy in a [Db] stick of hoes
So pick your [Eb] poison _
[C] I got locked up, that guy sent me [Ab] a lawyer My mama had told me, these niggas ain't real
[Bb] Niggas be acting like homies, [F] screaming like gang
Ain't putting words, that shit be [Db] annoying Holy squad, gotta [Bb] watch out, for you step
in that [F] corner What you know about [C] late night and that trap
you in, it ain't no dying [Db] All telling yo kids you gotta [Eb] be still, ain't
no [F] time All in jail [Fm] for a body, that jailor can't
tell you, ain't getting no [Db] time back All when you living in the trenches [Bb] with the
fame And you live with a crime [Fm] act
Texas woods are idles, we don't believe in titles
I'm true to my religion, we don't [Eb] believe in spoilers
[Fm] See one of my rivals, we don't drive right by you
[Db] Glock's got a billion, Pips the [Eb] gallon I've been running [F] with that D-Vide
I fell [Fm] back off that [Db] lost stand They tryna play me [Eb] for a goofy that's a bore
[Fm] _ I be with robbers like the mud [Db] sand I'd rather be around [Eb] some niggas I can [Fm] talk with
Say niggas say, they ain't switching for me And [Db] these rollies facing brick or bone
[Eb] I ain't [Fm] with the killers, homie Money hard to get and busty in a [Db] stick of
home So [Eb] pick your poison
[Fm] Hell yeah I hold a grudge These niggas ain't show no love
[Bb] These niggas was nowhere to be found I had no [Fm] income
I had no _ who's, I had no income
[Db] I was always taught to [F] fight, lil boy don't ever run
My daddy got life in [C] prison, my mom say here [Ab] he come
And I was posted on that porch and he ain't never [Fm] come
Yeah that trap going crazy, it's after Project [Db] Home
Got our early food [C] to fill, lil boy don't call my phone
I put my life on [C] the line for niggas who online
[Db] I used to chew on those [Eb] antics, they gave me too much [Fm] time
I used to believe all the rumors, it took over my mind
[Db] And if I put my name on [Bb] it, they ain't running with [F] that D-Vide
I fell [Fm] back off that lost [Db] stand
You try to play me for [Eb] a goofy, that's been [Fm] boasted
I be with robbers like the most
[Db] I'd rather be around some [Eb] niggas I can talk [Fm] with
Same as you say, they ain't switching for me
In this roll, you facing brick or [Eb] bone
I ain't with [Fm] the killers, homie
Money hard to get and [Db] busty in a stick of home
So pick [Eb] your poison _ _ _
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