Lyrics:
swingin' on my ding-a-long King Kong
I pop bad cops, I got a pig a day habit
Bing bing bang, just like the ricochet rapid
Grab it, your sound is just
a lack of reaction
Dazed by what was stated just for satisfaction
At the end of her day I'm less than a fraction
Just another habit
You know she had
that I need to survive
Is decent shelter
On purpose I'm partially blowing shit
Out of proportion
A portion of greed is what leaves
A child a stranded
seems like my hood is cursed
Bad niggas, I thought that the good was first
My old hawk she march with a foul parade
Don't learn shit, til another child
a bad kid, but I thought I'd never have shit
The odors made the packs flip and I lied out of habit
You really tried your best, mom, I love you for that
Child as Boyz II Men
Listen, a man is a man, gon' handle his business
I ain't a bad guy, just dealin' with scandalous bitches
"X, you ever get tired
Crushing beers, the bottles get thrown
If I gotta I air it out, as a kid was wild
Momma's doormat said beware of child
Had a biting habit
Ironically now I'm
shattered
No guidance
Bad habits
So this drink i gotta have it I got a habit
I'll be great that's in the back of my mind
Told her i loved her
We both know
child like it's destiny
Hold it down he gonna rep for me (say my name)
Respectfully
We in the stars the moon was cresent, the time of essence, and I'm
understand?
Lemme talk to ya'll before we leave
I keep a gat 'cause niggas murder gotta bad habit
Of purple in the studio I murk ya, I'm coming mane
I
Well, once upon a time there was a boy named Steve
He had a weird old habit that's hard to believe
He'd change nouns into verbs, adjectives too
So if
A game
You been destined for greatness
You gotta practice get rid of bad habits
All things are possible you have to grab it
Get your mind right for the big
Coming home to granny
She know I'm going through it
And despite my bad habits, I still keep it real
Cause I always tell the truth even when I lie
Judge
good habits learned it in a bad place
Died & resurrected born behind them prison gates
Used to sell out every night and then I re up in the morning
Old
the closet with my skeletons that go unnoticed
New Orleans for her C-day, the water for her G-day
I make her feel like destiny's child, when it's her B-day
said didn't pan out
Pan the camera to me I'm the man
No block work baby we smoke by the strand now
You ain't standing ten toes better stand down
jump like Geronimo
Huh supreme mathematics and bad habits
Cause chasing cabbage keeps a nigga savage
Blame it on the disease, we all got the symptoms
Black and blue outside his soul
Carries a heart of gold
Misconception 'bout what love is, she passes on
Child she brings in to the world right
lotta spending money
It’s gonne take plenty of money
To do it right child
It’s gonna take time
A whole lot of precious time
It’s gonna take
Drive strait
Through a prairie cosmos pixalate
Flat lands as the star light decorates
Bad Landscapes
Lets demonstrate
On how to eradicate
Through
not get off my dick
But I try, to survive like Destiny's Child
And I smile, cause they been trying to test me a while
But I cry, cause not all my
hard, he's a child of God)
We turn gold into the plaques (plaques), plaques into the diamonds (diamonds)
Jewels on the neck make 'em get on bad timin'
muthafuckin' house, in the cut, goin' for the green
Protected by the tec, nuts,
guts, and heart in the city where it's all death
In the hood where niggas can't
to look past me
Now every show it's bad bitches attackin' me (bad bitches attackin' me)
Remember my clothes bein' baggy, now it's designer all over my
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