Habit

(альбом: Signed To The Streets 3 - 2018)

Going to Izzy for VV's, turned to a habit
Smoking gas up out the P's, turned to a habit
Cut, counting, sending money, turned to a habit
Young niggas catching murders, turned to a habit
They be steady shooting them Glocks, turned to a habit
On the road moving them narcs, turned to a habit
All the opps so goofy, that shit a habit
Keep playing wit' our group, shit get tragic (Brrt)
Keep buying designer shoes, this shit a habit
He tried that dog food, now it's a habit
I chased that pussy once, I gotta have it
I kept lying to my bitch, that shit a habit
I keep swallowing all this Act', turn to a habit
I'ma get that Bentley Mac, I'm in traffic
Steady getting your ass did, that shit a habit
Every day playing wit' my kids, turned to a habit
What was going through Rico's head? I can't imagine
But I got paid in full, turn to a habit
Get my dick suck at the Westin, turned to a habit
Them girls was coming up missing, molested, that shit tragic
Uh, started thumbing through them hunnids, turned to a habit
Taking strippers to the crib, turned to a habit
Steady running off wit' the packs, turned to a habit
Steady sipping on the Act', turn to a habit

(Oh, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)
I don't know, I don't know, got a habit
Don't know what to do wit' myself
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I'm confused wit' myself
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I ain't save when I blew through that check
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Who is real, I don't know who is left

I don't know why he left, he confused wit' himself
Like what was going through his head?
It was probably his health, it was probably the drugs
It was probably the streets, they ain't show him no love (Yeah, yeah)
Steady riding 'round wit' that Draco, turned to a habit
Perc 30 inside my Faygo, turned to a habit
His first time smelling that blood, turned to a habit
Every weekend at the club, turned to a habit
You tell every girl you love 'em, that's a habit
Don't hang 'round them, they be thugging, I'm advising you
Four pounds, you say you the plug, who you lying to?
This shit done turned to a habit, do what I gotta do, yeah
Keep my head up, got my bread up
You got a habit to keep lying, yeah I'm fed up
Lost J Money to some violence, fucked my head up
Heard your girl, she got that pack, go get a check-up, yeah

(I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)
I don't know, I don't know, got a habit
Don't know what to do wit' myself
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I'm confused wit' myself
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I ain't save when I blew through that check
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Who is real, I don't know who is left