Ahhhh!
Backwood sparked up
Bitch you done fucked up
Stumbled in the wrong hood
That'll get you zipped up
Twin blickys nip tuck
Two pistols pick one
Fucks given equal none
Brain on stupid dumb
Ar with a holo sight
That's a red ring of death
Spit like I got dragon breath
Smoke till ain't no fuckin left
I don't want a bad bitch
I want 50 million checks
I want power and respect
You are not a fuckin threat
Like me you aint never met
Solo wit no fucking sec
I dont need a entourage
I just need my glock on deck
Went to sleep a draft pick
Woke up with a championship
Want to I could fuck your bitch
Knock on her esophagus
I was a raised a good boy
Then I grew up wasted it
Wanted my own independence
Struggled just to gain the shit
Struggled when I gained the shit
Stand in front the bathroom mirror
Look me in my face bitch
Are you fucking made for this
No time to be wastin it
Pity party over with
Pack it up and grow from it
Earth is on your shoulders kid
You can break your back fasho
Go to sleep for twenty minutes
See you in another life
Take it back to the beginning
Why the fuck you think you cryin when the doctors pull you out
You thought it was over but you back here for another round
This the time I get it right the others I was lost I'm found
This time when im in my coffin Imma stay inside the ground
Drugs are an escape and sex is a distraction
I'm always escaping and im always distracted
Growing up I was the funny kid not the fat kid
Now I'm funny rich educated still the fat kid
It's Habibi
Bitch you done fucked up
Stumbled in the wrong hood
That'll get you zipped up
Twin blickys nip tuck
Two pistols pick one
Fucks given equal none
Brain on stupid dumb
Ar with a holo sight
That's a red ring of death
Spit like I got dragon breath
Smoke till ain't no fuckin left
I don't want a bad bitch
I want 50 million checks
I want power and respect
You are not a fuckin threat
Like me you aint never met
Solo wit no fucking sec
I dont need a entourage
I just need my glock on deck
Went to sleep a draft pick
Woke up with a championship
Want to I could fuck your bitch
Knock on her esophagus
I was a raised a good boy
Then I grew up wasted it
Wanted my own independence
Struggled just to gain the shit
Struggled when I gained the shit
Stand in front the bathroom mirror
Look me in my face bitch
Are you fucking made for this
No time to be wastin it
Pity party over with
Pack it up and grow from it
Earth is on your shoulders kid
You can break your back fasho
Go to sleep for twenty minutes
See you in another life
Take it back to the beginning
Why the fuck you think you cryin when the doctors pull you out
You thought it was over but you back here for another round
This the time I get it right the others I was lost I'm found
This time when im in my coffin Imma stay inside the ground
Drugs are an escape and sex is a distraction
I'm always escaping and im always distracted
Growing up I was the funny kid not the fat kid
Now I'm funny rich educated still the fat kid
It's Habibi
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Writer(s): Jad Hamood
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