Habitual Lyrics

I got some bad habits, and a bad bitch

And a couple bands on me

I gotta keep it a hunnid can't phase me

Yea nothing is knocking me off of my feet

Got plenty places that I gotta be

Feeding my family they gotta eat

I got me 2 or 3 places, I said that I made it

And I've barely been on the scene

I got some bad habits

Fucking with me you need black magic

She wanting the bag we some cash addicts

When she walking away I look back at it

Wanna grab at it

Wanna show her that she got the world

Make it official I take it to church

Getting the bag buying diamonds and pearls

Showing her off baby give me a twirl

Yea I don't fuck with my city but I gotta prove that we got something hidden away

Up on display, top of the tier, soon the top of the charts yea that's all imma say

If you not with me then you in the way

24/7 we up everyday

Dreaming of moments I'm up on the stage

Singing my lyrics and screaming my name

I got some bad habits it's the truth

Shoutout my label they pushing me through

I got my niggas around and they giving me shit

That's the difference between me and you

These are my brothers this isn't a crew

We from the hill and we liking the view

We moving up gotta see something new

TFMA gotta give us some room

I gotta uh, I'm in the booth

You got the bag, yeah I got it too

We on the way, but we not the same

So gimmie some space when I'm up on the move

I'm checking the stats, to see where I'm at

There's two different names and I'm not number 2

Fixing the picture I'm changing the hue

TBPE gotta get it tattooed

I got some duties

Living my life it's a movie

I told her I don't wanna make it

She knew I was lying, she seeing right through me

And I never fucked with the cameras

But I gotta show 'em that this is the new me

And to all of the niggas and bitches

That's turning their back on me you never knew me, truly

I got some bad habits, and a bad bitch

And a couple bands on me

I gotta keep it a hunnid can't phase me

Yea nothing is knocking me off of my feet

Got plenty places that I gotta be

Feeding my family they gotta eat

I got me 2 or 3 places, I said that I made it

And I've barely been on the scene

I got some bad habits

Fucking with me you need black magic

She wanting the bag we some cash addicts

When she walking away I look back at it

Wanna grab at it

Wanna show her that she got the world

Make it official I take it to church

Getting the bag buying diamonds and pearls

Showing her off baby give me a twirl