Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poison Ivy, artist - Love-Sadkid. Album song Growth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.04.2020
Record label: Benjamin McGibboney
Song language: English
Poison Ivy |
While I tiptoe through my adolescence |
Getting bumps and scrapes and stitches with no anesthetics |
They say they love the songs I make but they don’t have to get it |
They say they’d love to pick my brain if it was half as present |
They kinda right tho |
Shooting through my goals with iron sights like I’m a rifle |
You can love the sad kid but it’s just a title |
I write for the times when I’ll rival my idols |
Make all my towers Eiffel |
Wait that one don’t make sense |
I’m childish at heart cause I’m still just a kid |
It’s no excuses but I’m use to pissing off all my friends |
I couldn’t do it if it weren’t for all the balance that stands |
So if I’m not working my hands to the bone I’m boning my hand |
It’s like this path I have to walk has poison ivy |
So I’ll get bumps and cuts from all the memories I leave behind me |
And get scars from all the things that didn’t heal enough to forget |
And yet my mom raised me a fighter so I’ll just keep on forging |
No regrets |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
What they say, what they say what it sound like? |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
What they say, what they say what it sound like? |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
Momma told me don’t go playing in no poison grass (she did!) |
If I’m not home before the light comes she goin whoop my (I'ma beat yo ass) |
Naw I’m just playing she never ever had to raise her hand |
I felt hurt from the second I could’ve made her mad |
See this that high school rap, get it (what?), I’m talking backpack |
Might’ve brought boom bap back but I’d rather not back track |
I done been using my racks to try and help dads cash |
So if I’m not flexing it’s cause I learned it’s where the hearts it |
Good thing my name’s still Benjamin |
To keep it frank I still need way too much help listening |
Old white folks just want me tired like the Michelin man |
So I can never fit these labels that they own in my attention span |
Soon they’ll wish I can |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
What they say, what they say what it sound like? |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
What they say, what they say what it sound like? |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |
They say, they say, they say, maybe I’ll find a way soon |