Local Habits

[Verse]
Nowadays if you see me man, I'm probably by myself
Niggas asking me for help, never asking 'bout my health
My mummy says "son [?]", I guess I'm cool with it
I ain't seen my dad in couple years, I guess I'm used to it
That nigga was my bro, and I said no and switched up in a sec
Niggas texting off my phone but I just leave them all on read
Nowadays I can't lie G, I ain't feeling it
How am I spending bags on this drip to smoke weed in it
This road thing, I'm deepening it, I know how it goes
One minute hes your friend, the next minute hes your foe
Niggas say that I'ma blow
But to be honest I don't know
But I'd rather be on the stage, instead a nigga selling O's
But my nigga why compete with me, when you know you can eat with me
Put your pride aside and we can make this bread easily
Put niggas on and then they fuck it up themselves
Then they chat about me like all I care about myself

[Chorus]
My heart show no malice
I know the local addicts
Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits
Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L
At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell
My heart show no malice
I know the local addicts
Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits
Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L
At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell

[Verse 2]
I used to have everybody, now I'm feeling used up
Then I realized that most these brothers are just useless
To mummy used to run away, a O was waiting at the door
I knew she weren't coming back 'cause her and dad were back and for
Niggas see me winning like they forgot how I came up
We from the same block everybody on the same stuff
Love getting money, but hate when niggas change up
I could tell you 'bout some stories that you think were made up
Been through a lot, I been stabbed and I got shot
Niggas turn they back on me and so a love never loss
But that love kinda costs
So let me keep it real, rather cool by myself than with some niggas that are weird
But that's what pain do
I swear it change you
Trapping getting boring I'm still real, I'm the same fool
Came a long way from trapping hard hitting 101s
I ain't get this trapping shit from dad I'm my mothers son

[Chorus]
My heart show no malice
I know the local addicts
Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits
Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L
At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell
My heart show no malice
I know the local addicts
Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits
Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L
At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell

[Outro]
My heart show no malice
I know the local addicts
Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits
Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L
At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell