Aussy - Pick Your Poison

Run into you tomorrow fantasize on you today
In my head all the memories only on replay
Heart beating out my chest all butterflies on display
Leaned in for a kiss your mood change got in the way
You a Thompson to my Curry shape our future like its clay
We the stars against our ex's now we drawing our own plays
Breaking up the huddle put our motions on display
Never go out of your way to make that K a lowercase
All day a smile on my face when I get home it turns to frowns
I know it for a fact you're the best thing in this town
Ya it ain't gon' work in Cupid's hands I will drown
Liking all my songs but not me or how I sound
Thinking bout tomorrow like what words will and I speak
And she won't have no makeup on put red up on her cheek
Making her all blush then her stomach go all week
Now leaving her on open cause she itching for a peek
Your boy make a grand in a month well I make it in a week
Take you where you wanna go and put them Jordans on your feet
Don't know what it is but something bout you is unique
Even on your bad days you know I have you look on fleek
I was way down at my worst and this girl made me believe
That everything would be alright but them she upped to leave
Left me by myself and I didn't find time to grieve
Imma prove her wrong shoot for the stars till I achieve
Man I cannot wait to show her the best me
And she'll come to find out hear my tracks on her T.V.
All the hurt it worsened with my heart up on my sleeve
Imma send you fifty so my heart can be at peace
Go on baby girl now its time to pick your poison
I was so loyal to you but you went and let them boys in
Couldn't hide it if you wanted to your toxicness to noisy
Writing down your bucket list the first thing was destroy me
Whoever made love I wanna meet you
Cause you did a shit job
Did this shit wrong
Can't express my love to you instead thoughts go to hit songs
All those late nights with you chilling on the call
Now I'm staring at the ceiling or the wall
Eyes down in the hall
Imma start a brawl if I draw one more short straw
Imma start a brawl if I draw one more short straw
Why your friends involved they couldn't tell you how I felt
Only thing they've ever known bout me how my name is spelt
In arguments bringing up my past a hard shot below the belt
Its about how you play the hand with the shitty cards you're dealt

Written by:
Austin Willis

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