Habit(At)

Westside

I been on the west side
Smokin on the best round
I know that the rent due
But I need a blunt now
I can't put the blunt down
They don't put the guns down
My baby ask what's that
Tell her she can't go out
Right now
I been in my head too much lately
Yeah yeah
I said
I been in my head too much lately

I been down this road before
How u think I know the ropes
I roll up this dope to cope
A Holy Ghost in ghostly smoke
I know that she wantin more
I'm still tryna find my soul
She want me to make her whole
When half of me is dead and gone
Not enough sedatives
For my daily regiment
Give my love to all my kin
If I forget to breathe again
I been lost in whirl winds
And I been losing girl friends
I see nothing permanent
Might lose it all to circumstance
Need it to mean more to me
Need it to mean more than me
Outside of heaven
I'm loitering
While these serpents coil me
I'm seekin peace with urgency
Perform my own surgery
I need up out this circus please
I need it all in 10 fold
I
Did not read the memo
I
Feed all my own devils
I
Destroy my own temple
I been needing help here
Ego say that's selfish
Meekness is my cell here
Disregard my self care
Not much else to tell here
I am not myself here
Live to a die tell tale
Warfare on my welfare
Heavens just beyond my hell here
I swear I can feel it
I swear I can feel it

I been on the west side
Smokin on the best round
I know that the rent due
But I need a blunt now
I can't put the blunt down
They don't put the guns down
My baby ask what's that
Tell her she can't go out
Right now
I been in my head too much lately
Yeah yeah
I said
I been in my head too much lately



Credits
Writer(s): Cory Rymal
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