Why do bad habits feel so good?
Man forget it Ima light another wood up
I would let the feelings go if I could
She a thottie from my city, Vancouver
I corpse these kids
Of course you pissed
You petty fuckers better get out my way
Divorce the bitch
In court we sit
No 50/50, need a 100 okay

Got too many opps they tryna end me
I can tell they jealous Im the mvp
Just take a deep breath
You in your feelings
Most these motherfuckers demons
They’ll leave you bleeding
& I dont wanna name drop
But if you gotta say you popping you just ain’t hot
No we ain't from the same block
I got people out of S-
Oh baby this my shit
They coming back to this
Like damn he asked for this just wait
I ain’t a passivist
But i can read into the future
They all hound my dick
Its not common to be on some shit
Like me when you are just 19
Cause I got what you need fuck all that drama on the tv screen
They living for the cameras
Once you get the money & you still ain’t happy see that what does
I got mad sons, shoutout Badmon
(Joey)
Now everybody throw your motherfucking hands up
Why do bad habits feel so good?
Man forget ima light another wood up
I would let the feelings go if i could
She a thottie from my city vancouver
I corpse these kids
Of course you pissed
You petty fuckers better get out my way
Divorce the bitch
In court we sit
No 50/50, need a 100 okay

I don’t have a idol to me thats just corny
No you not my rival boy your music boring
I got dollars in my pocket
I know everybody watching
If i come off hella cocky i ain’t sorry
Its cuz i am
We gon’ let the dogs out
All they do is bark now
They been going far south
Way down
Know you fell off
Im well off
Need nobody else
Watch me lead by example no help
But I’m fighting this battle with myself
Like I’m flipping through channels in hell
But im singing my songs oh so damn well like
Little boy i been on my shit
Im enjoying the spliff
Its the little things that do it for me
I get some pent up agression
Its really been building up
Dont fuck around with me
If you want it you can get it you ain’t gotta be no genius
Ima make a fucking million ‘fore im 21
& They hate to see us doing good
So we gon keep on doing better til they love us all
Why do bad habits feel so good?
Man forget ima light another wood up
I would let the feelings go if i could
She a thottie from my city vancouver
I corpse these kids
Of course you pissed
You petty fuckers better get out my way
Divorce the bitch
In court we sit
No 50/50, need a 100 okay