Bad Habit

[Chorus]
I'm back at it like a bad habit
I smoke rappers I'm a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger- yes, I'm that savage!
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger- yes, he's that savage!

[Verse 1]
Look, say what you want, you punks think I give a fuck? (Nope)
You take one look at this gut and think I automatically suck
Cause I'm nice but no rapper
Tight but no Mathers
I could spit rhymes so damn fly- but it won't matter
I don't go buy those designer lines
I make my dimes from my 9 to 5
Is that why you don't like my rhymes I supply
You might be full of salt like iodine
I'm tired of this and I'm tired of that
It's a different day but the same old crap
People bitchin' bout how fast I can rap
But they don't listen so they act like it's wack
They think I do nothing but blur words that I've heard, slurred in a hurry
But I get wilder with my hooks and hit you with the punchline, like fury (Whoo)
You don't really wanna get into it with a motherfucker that is undiscovered- I got nothing to lose
All you ignorant bitches that wanna get up in my skin ain't doing nothing but reigniting my motherfuckin' fuse
You just mad that I can rap better than you
In a flannel, Levi jeans, and red wing boots

[Chorus]
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger- yes, he's that savage!

[Verse 2]
Just cause we made a song together don't mean that you're safe (Nope)
Cause I've been taken advantage of by a man that I once called great (Hey, hey, hey)
I did nothing but show him respect
But to him I was just another check
But he done lied to my face
Why did it take another fuckin guy to make my eyes open wide to the fake
What a shame, what a lame
What a pussy, what a waste
What a flake, what a fake
What a rookie- get the fuck away!
I understand that you're not use to being on a song with all them great lines
But next time you don't believe in it I better not hear it through the grape vine
I'm a YouTube rapper fuckin' it up
Better than most in the mainstream
My managers are my fans, and they deserve
A tramp award, the way they play me
You can make fun of that, but in fact
I run it like a running back
Take the skill that you have and I double that
Making moves like I'm toting a gunny sack
Put you in the ground and nobody will ever discover that
I love when these rappers think I'll freeze on the track
But I melt that shit with flames cause I'm fresh like double stack
They think they can rap my shit
But they realize it's too hard
You'd think it's 1975 the way I'm killing Jaws

[Chorus]
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger- yes, he's that savage!

[Verse 3]
I learned to drive careful on this road called life
Cause people will switch lanes without a signal in sight
Don't ever talk cheese with rats
Never break bread with birds
Never make moves with snakes
Cause that's how shit gets stirred
Haters will broadcast your failures but will whisper your success
And make fun of you because you like to look normal when you dress
Yes it's true, I don't match the rest of these rap dudes
But I can still get on tracks and go nuts like cashews
Now you wanna tell me what to do all of a sudden
But you ain't nothing but an average Joe so don't butt in
Sometimes I feel like giving up on making songs
But then I remember there's a lot of fuckin' people to prove wrong
And there's a lot of serpents lurking in the game that I know
But they don't hiss, they call you family or they call you bro
They do whatever they want and will lie to your face
But no matter how much a snake sheds its skin, it's still a snake

[Chorus]
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger- yes, he's that savage!
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger- yes, he's that savage!