Back to My Habits (feat. BigGav)

Forward with progress, rhymes through my conscience
Don't slow me down, this shit is a process
Lookin' real scary, the way that they dared me
I throw it up, cuz' its a Hail Mary
Pop Out like Polo, slow down with slo-mo
Speed up with fire, ball like I'm Lonzo
They should retire, they rhymin' slowpoke
Injured like Romo, straight through the promos
My life is exhausting, all of this talking
Just eat my offspring or just get walking
Talking too much, bitch just get off me
Man on a mission, no one can stop me
They hated my absence, couldn't stop laughin'
Now that I'm back, the haters relaxin'
All of this doubtin', make fun of my passions
Back to the stu', back to my habits

Chasin' my dreams, seeming impossible
All of my goals, seeming improbable
Boys on my team, we are unstoppable
R.I.P. Juice, death from abuse
He could inspire, so I could produce
All of these flows, I wrote them for you
That shit was tragic, gone like it's magic
Died with your flow, I'm bringing it back in
Bring animosity, flows are apart of me
Losing these lives, makin' it hard on me

Yea, they makin' it hard on me
If you wanna feat, gotta pay you a fee
Pop me a perc, no feelings, I'm loose
Run up a bag, gotta tie my shoes
Diggin' this lightskin, Bitch off the boof
She suckin' me up then I pass her to crew
Ice on my wrist, my diamonds be freezin'
Hit from the back, got her moanin' and screamin'
Like I'm the Nile, the bitch know I'm streamin'
Glock will be bustin', they talkin' no semen
Feel like I'm Roddy, I ball Every Season
Finger my Glock, you know I be squeezin'
Feel like 2K, the way I be dreamin'
Percs in my sprite, this bitch got me leanin'

Forward with progress, rhymes through my conscience
Don't slow me down, this shit is a process
Lookin' real scary, the way that they dared me
I throw it up, cuz' its a Hail Mary
Pop Out like Polo, slow down with slo-mo
Speed up with fire, ball like I'm Lonzo
They should retire, they rhymin' slowpoke
Injured like Romo, straight through the promos
My life is exhausting, all of this talking
Just eat my offspring or just get walking
Talking too much, bitch just get off me
Man on a mission, no one can stop me
They hated my absence, couldn't stop laughin'
Now that I'm back, the haters relaxin'
All of this doubtin', make fun of my passions
Back to the stu', back to my habits

Chasin' my dreams, seeming impossible
All of my goals, seeming improbable
Boys on my team, we are unstoppable
R.I.P. Juice, death from abuse
He could inspire, so I could produce
All of these flows, I wrote them for you
That shit was tragic, gone like it's magic
Died with your flow, I'm bringing it back in
Bring animosity, flows are apart of me
Losing these lives, makin' it hard on me



Credits
Writer(s): Twisted Sixteen
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