Habits
Inhale the green
To exhale my problems away
But that only lasts a moment
'Cause really I need to pray
For my livelihood
These habits just tend to rot
I say I'm doing good
When really I'm really not
I get it from my father
Emotions? don't even bother
Just know it's getting harder
Feel weezy like Mr Carter
Coughing up my feelings
All over my book of rhymes
In coffins are my demons
To heaven I look for signs
'Cause I got hittas woadie
Like lil tunechi woadie
Pray for the spirit woadie
Pray for the people woadie
Failed like Peter
So now imma live like Paul
Forget the lusty hookups
It made my spirit just fall
The amount of sins I've committed
Just grieves me to my core
The amount of things that's permitted
Just leaves me shocked in awe
The amount of things not permitted
Just leaves me shocked in awe
We se the wins oh so vivid
Bereaved we drop the ball
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
As I proclaim
We in the days Noah
Days of Lot I won't refrain
Lucy just devour
Earth is hot with all the flames
Taste of death is sour
Bodies rot with guilt and shame
Spirits bloom to flower
You and my mother dear lord
Showed me just how to love
You and my mother dear lord
Showed me to rise above
Self hate and jealousies
Worked on me and these melodies
It's great how enemies
Turn to friends and they're friends to me
Was like Neely
In that valley of the dolls
My affliction wasn't easy
Had to rally up my soul
Addiction made me sleazy
Wasn't happy took a toll
Family friction made me queasy
It's so tacky as a whole
Focus on writtens
With slick schemes
You wish dream
My drip clean
No thick cream
Was licked mean
By materialistic
Massive mighty monopolies
Vanity I lived it
Now I'm rich in the policies
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
To exhale my problems away
But that only lasts a moment
'Cause really I need to pray
For my livelihood
These habits just tend to rot
I say I'm doing good
When really I'm really not
I get it from my father
Emotions? don't even bother
Just know it's getting harder
Feel weezy like Mr Carter
Coughing up my feelings
All over my book of rhymes
In coffins are my demons
To heaven I look for signs
'Cause I got hittas woadie
Like lil tunechi woadie
Pray for the spirit woadie
Pray for the people woadie
Failed like Peter
So now imma live like Paul
Forget the lusty hookups
It made my spirit just fall
The amount of sins I've committed
Just grieves me to my core
The amount of things that's permitted
Just leaves me shocked in awe
The amount of things not permitted
Just leaves me shocked in awe
We se the wins oh so vivid
Bereaved we drop the ball
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
As I proclaim
We in the days Noah
Days of Lot I won't refrain
Lucy just devour
Earth is hot with all the flames
Taste of death is sour
Bodies rot with guilt and shame
Spirits bloom to flower
You and my mother dear lord
Showed me just how to love
You and my mother dear lord
Showed me to rise above
Self hate and jealousies
Worked on me and these melodies
It's great how enemies
Turn to friends and they're friends to me
Was like Neely
In that valley of the dolls
My affliction wasn't easy
Had to rally up my soul
Addiction made me sleazy
Wasn't happy took a toll
Family friction made me queasy
It's so tacky as a whole
Focus on writtens
With slick schemes
You wish dream
My drip clean
No thick cream
Was licked mean
By materialistic
Massive mighty monopolies
Vanity I lived it
Now I'm rich in the policies
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
I was a mad addict
My future was sad had it
I wasn't glad at it
A blooper with gad stab it
Repent and change my ways
My future from then was saved
Now new to the better days
It's true kick the bad habits
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Writer(s): Javonni Casey
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