Russian Roulette Lyrics – Lil Poppa

Read the full Russian Roulette lyrics by Lil Poppa along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Lil Poppa’s music, you can also explore Forever Grateful and Sidewalk, two other songs by Lil Poppa.

[Intro]
This the way

[Verse]
I tell ’em that I’m fine when they ask if I’m okay (But I ain’t)
‘Cause they don’t care, they can’t do a thing to save me (Don’t give a fu*k)
Just put a fake ass smile on my face (Fake ass smile)
Gotta make this fake love around go away
I don’t even feel safe, been abusing pills daily (Daily)
I told ’em that it heals, they tell me that I’m crazy (Crazy)
I don’t like the way I feel, kind of hard to explain it (Hard to explain)
They say, “Poppa keep going”, like this s*it ain’t fu*king draining me
Like they the ones up on them stages every night
Like they the one that hold the mic’ (That hold the mic’)
All alone, ain’t no hype man, I sing them songs back to back (N!gga, that’s me)
Don’t tell me it’s gon’ be alright, I done said that s*it again and again
The only way for me to win is pretend
But I’m a rapper, not a actor and I can’t lie, I do a damn good job
When it come to me just acting like I’m happy (Okay)
No, I ain’t rushing to no casket but when is all gon’ end?
Think I get it from (??), depression is my best friend (My best friend)
They tell you poke your chest out, n!gga, take it to the chin
Like you ain’t supposed to have no fu*king feelings as a man (No)
Sometimes I done had dreams I’m living in Japan
Think I belong in Africa, send me to the Motherland (Motherland)
Wanna say sorry to my fans, all the s*it I go through, you’ll never understand (You’ll never understand)
Sitting in the dark with your gun in your hand (Gun in your hand)
What if I play russian roulette with a Glock?
A full clip and I put one in the head
If it wasn’t for my seed, I’d pack my s*it and leave (I’m gone)
Tell everybody I love ’em, it ain’t y’all, it’s me (It’s me)
I only wanna be free, done threw my phone in the ocean
Only get calls when you need me (Only call when they need me)
Don’t be surprised I survived, I’m still breathing (I’m still breathing)
It would be a lie if I said this s*it was easy
When they can’t control the great, they hate, for example, Chris Breezy (Chris Breezy)
Show ’em I can do this s*it my way, they play like they don’t see me

I’m still greaving, that s*it will never go away (It’ll never go)
Tell Satan and his demons that my soul will never be for take (Hell no)
I don’t give a fu*k what they talking ’bout, they can keep the paper (Keep ’em)
I got two hours left before I pack my s*it and leave the label (B!tch, I’m gone)
Swear I do this s*it for that boy, tell that lawyer she can save it (She can save it)
A lot of stuff I did, I gotta take it to the grave with me (To the grave)
I hope that they don’t forgave for the ones in the graveyard (Graveyard)
Play with your life like it’s a game, gotta pay for it, keep the change
I ain’t tryna feel this pain today, I just take a raincheck (A raincheck)
‘Cause even when it go away, I know it’s coming back (It’s coming back)
I need my main man ’cause he know me exactly (Know the way you act)
So much love in the city, the haters can’t wait to attack
Fu*k what the streets saying, fu*k what he and she saying
I know n!ggas, they hit dice like Roshonda and Sheff G, man
Do your homework before you put yourself in and what not to do (What not to do)
Talk your life right in a n!gga hand, you won’t even have a clue
Say they gon’ do what to who? Right now, I’m feeling angry
I’m dealing with depression and everyday I’m stressing
I don’t take losses, I take lessons and I know God blessed me (I know God blessed me)
But I ain’t ashamed to say I question faith (What’s going on?)
I been on the road three years, what to show for it? Not a thing
Really ’bout to go insane but let them tell it, I’m ungrateful (I’m ungrateful)
When I appreciated everything that fu*king came (Everything)
But I guess it’s fu*k my health, only worried about theyself (S*it)
When I’m gone they gon’ prolly care, s*it, prolly not (Prolly not)
After a week, all them crocodile tears, I bet they stop (I bet it’s gone)
Stop telling me you with me, this s*it all on me (All on me)
Won’t be long ’til I’m gone and you all gon’ see