Bad Habit

Quality sleep is essential in life,
But if you suffer from chronic sleep problems,
That can lead to more serious health issues
I came through ya I want all the action
Airplane mode can't have no distractions
Checks coming in through the box I'm stacking
I give a fuck about you got me laughing
Bitch you don't even match up to my bracket
You getting smacked up like you playing racket
I got to money making, you was napping
Sleeping on me you just got a bad habit
Yuh making a lot in this bitch like I'm savage
Don't move in my life if you bringing baggage
I got the green in my wallet, the cabbage
Fuck with the fam in this bitch get to scrappin'
Turbo'd the whip so we all get to gappin'
Droppin the pin and boys get to mappin'
NAV in this bitch the way we all just tap in
I get a steady movement when I'm rappin'
Turn on the beat and I just get to snappin'
Ain't talking seatbelt when I say we strapped in
You only talk thru the phone so you cappin'
I can take you places you never been
Check your block, 'fore the boys make it spin
Call me Khalid they way I wanna win
I want it bad, I swear there ain't no end
No no no, no no no
Had to come back in this bitch
Had to hope back in it, and I swear that I'm gon' make it quick
I'm just not done talking my shit
And I'm gonna come back with the grit when I hear the beat flip
And I'm not done releasing my clip,
Think my wrist getting sore the way I gotta keep with the flick
Woah,
Yuh yuh, yuh yuh
Yuh yuh, woah
No distractions, money coming in bitch I'm stacking
Fuck about you got me laughing
Don't even match to my bracket
Smacked like it's racket
Money coming in, you is napping
Sleeping on me is a bad habit
Yuh yuh
Sleeping on me that's a bad habit, woah
Yeah yeah
Yuh (woah)
Yuh (woah)
Yuh, yuh yuh
Turned on the grit, I had to rerun
Took a while for y'all to see some
Had some doubts but I won't be done
Got back up and I had begun
Had to grind it through the thick,
We tight as thieves up in this bitch
No virus but my diamonds sick, they gon' freeze you if you get hit
Separate cars up on the freeway so you see how we line up
Them boys are loud so you gon' hear us, guaranteed when we slide up
2 door coupe, it's getting stuffy in this bitch just like sinus
And we gon' dip the lot and hide up in our spot, they won't find us
I keep my lips shut when it comes to the boys who movin' silent
It's a humble grind for us, you gotta respect how we be shinin'
We don't want no fake love when you see us at the top
Cause you was clownin' us before and now you see how far we got
I stay driven by the doubts, don't get stuck on my mind
I just come and do my thing, put that bullshit aside
Locked inside the stu, really tryna put on for my team
Gonna bring us all up, swear to God that's my dream



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