Lyrics:
outside your home
I’m your son or daughter
Cant count on you cause that bridge has been burned
I was the fuel and the fire
The ember was a concern
Of a bad
Basically, a reformed arsonist whose habits include
Setting fire to instrumentals to exude coherence
A revolutionist with ungodly perseverance
Truly
how it goes
But we far way
Different lane
Fuel by a different person with a different way
Who refuse to be different even if we see a better way
I pray
it
I be blowing gas but I swear this shit not a habit
We not are the same, simply by my fucking fabrics
And I got dis bitch in Dallas who gon bounce
like two tons
A burden was you hun
Bad habits like nail bites and scratches
No malice we held lights in traffic
Ran outta fuel
I like that we past this
shawty im up
I fuck like a rabbit, the kid, you can have it
Like sid, ima addict for nuts, like a habit
I shit on these rappers, we not the same
the ungodly
Running out of fuel
Driven by the thought of you
One call away
From validating that I want it too
Hope you write it out
Just like how we talked
more final days lived
The dream retracts, the cycle completes
The solider lays dead in the ditch
A million more there side by side
A million more once
ventilation
If you looking for that nigga here's your indication
Don't be fooled by that nigga he a imitation
My jet fuel dripping them niggas tripping ain't it
)
Niggas gotta set of different rules I can't abide by
I might crack this seal I got bad habits bad habits
I'm addicted to her love like a crack addict
gon' need it by now)
More than an urge, it's a habit
Now let's get this shit straight, bitch
There'll be a role reversal
(sit on the couch)
And we'll
Build a Empire, brick by brick
My old habits, I packed a 9 with the taped up grip
When Def behind ya, then deaths behind ya
You talk big till we minimize
where you been all night
Does she know that you're by my side
Does she know what you do at night
Mmm
Ahh
You ain't worth it
Won't lose focus
A bad habit
Woahlon
My boy said we throwing all hundreds
We ain't even at the skrip, mane
I got rich nigha habits (We paid)
Rich nigha habits (rich)
Rich nigha
, woah
Smoke in my lungs, gotta habit (Habit)
Why them niggas mad? It don't make sense
(yeah) , it don't make sense
I just got a bag in (Bag in)
I
I'm not good at letting go not good at giving up
Yea you the habit I hold on to I can't give it up
Yea you the habit I hold on to I cant let it go
Things happen to me everyday
It passes me by
I'm the same as was before
No matter how much I try
Make the way to St. George's Square
Then on to Park
that's living inside, and I'm
Waiting to exorcise your bad habit's
I'm the ghost that's living inside
And I'm
Waiting to exorcise your bad habit's
I'm
Baptism by fire
She's never burned brighter
She is everything she needs
Sparks fly
Feel that heat
Always had the fuel inside her
Lighter
Not a match
She's
love playing your game
Only takes two too fuel the energy inside of my veins
It's better you than the enemy holding me by a chain
When I'm with you I see
there Is fire
My mind is electric...
When everything's down to the Wire
Trial by fire, fuel my desire
Cuz I'm going higher and higher And higher
habits cuz my life's a mess
It's only things that can help me with the stress
Back to bad habits, feeling so sick
Life keeps flying by so damn quick
Back
I try to point y'all
He gon' need som' strong
It's 3AM, so wait too long
You by yourself, done hit my phone
What you got go
What you got goin' now
regardless if God said i gotta wait
I'm the type nigga that get booked for some work, i get out, then re-up by the end of the day
Cause I got bad habits (I
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