Habits

(Intro Verse)
It’s gon be a lot of practice
A lot of practice to git rid of my old habits
Like what the fuck I’m doing? How the fuck that happen
Like why the fuck you make me mad? I’m always snapping

(Hook)
And I’m turnt up, bitch I’m too lit
On the e-way bitch I’m cruising
Had to cut em off, they be losing
Hang with niggas that bring all the blues in

(Verse)
Let all feelings in the booth yea
They don’t like when I’m speaking the truth yea
Why that nigga keep on talking stupid
Talk again imma knock out ya tooth yea

Lately, I’ve been tryna stay down, I’ve been tryna reach my goals yea
Fuck them parties, they ain’t goin nowhere
2020, the year that made me see clear
He is a dummy, like why the fuck is he here?

(Bridge)
Bad habits, i got bad habits
I got bad habits, i got bad habits
Tryna get ride of my bad habits
Shawty pissin me off, that’s a bad habit

New money, had to keep adding
Fake niggas, had to subtract em
I’m real tired of all the acting
Better audition, that’s your passion

(Hook)
And I’m turnt up, bitch I’m too lit
On the e-way bitch I’m cruising
Had to cut em off, they be losing
Hang with niggas that bring all the blues in

Let all feelings in the booth yea
They don’t like when I’m speaking the truth yea
Why that nigga keep on talking stupid
Talk again imma knock out ya tooth yea