Old Habits Die Hard Lyrics

I'll get right back

To the old ways like the old days

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With the cocaine and the Jose

Right back

To the old ways like the old days

Cross fade

With the cocaine yeah

I gotta lotta pain inside my heart

But I could never switch

I hit the light it turn to dark

I'll never love another bitch

I'm with the shits

So ima tell yo ass exactly what is

You caught me slipping

Why you tripping homie never again

Load the clip inside the pistol

Let that mother fucker whistle

Yeah that shit don't fucking tickle

Ain't nobody gonna miss you

Lay you deep within the ground

Didn't make a single sound

Heard you got a couple issues

Well Im airing it out

And I'll get right back

To the old ways like the old days

Cross fade

With the cocaine and the Jose

Right back

To the old ways like the old days

Cross fade

With the cocaine yeah

The reasoning behind everything that I do

Is my doubt

The middle of the ocean drowning

I'm surrounded by clouds

My demons creeping on ya boy

I gotta figure it out

Before they figure me a mark

And lay my ass in the ground yeah

The grass is greener

On the side that gets the sun

I've been lying to myself

And that is all I've ever done

Hyper-focused on progression

Success in rapid succession

Hoping I've learned my lesson

I just don't give a fuck

Trynna get it all at once

I'm here to tell you what it was

Not what it isn't

That's mainly why most of these bitches trippin

What I'm missing

Having you butt naked up in my kitchen

Finger licking

Lost in the sauce forever in remission yeah

Aye

Aye

Aye

Aye

And I'll get right back

To the old ways like the old days

Cross fade

With the cocaine and the Jose

Right back

To the old ways like the old days

Cross fade

With the cocaine yeah

They tell me go slow

Move over

You don't need the whole road

But I know

I do it anyway cause I'm an asshole

I don't beg to differ

I'm just cracking a swisher

Pouring beer inside the pitcher

Bitch just leave me alone

I've been sitting overthinking

With my grip on the chrome

Breaking these habits

But my demons go where every I roam

The time I spend away

Eating at everything that I know

It play a major roll

In the reason why I gotta grow

And I'll get right back

To the old ways like the old days

Cross fade

With the cocaine and the Jose

Right back

To the old ways like the old days

Cross fade

With the cocaine and the Jose