Kunci: A major•
Verse 1
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C#m
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Bad habits that I had to get rid of
C#m
New habits that I can't get sick of
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Like throwing up ones in the strip club
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And giving out cups full of liquor
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But I'm gon' die a winner
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Eat all you rappers lunch for dinner
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Go hard in the paint like Russell
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Stack up my chips, no ruffles
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And I'm tryna earn triple, not double
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The bitch that I'm with at the moment
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She told me she just wanna fucking,
not cuddle
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I'm completing the plays,
you would fumble
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And I'm signing the times,
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Under pressure, I turn to a diamond
How these n****s
and forget to be rhymin'?
Call up a mutant if it's
time for the slimin'
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I hope that the risk that you
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takin' is payin' you well
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I'm smokin' on strands,
you n****s can't get for sale
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don't never let it change my lifestyle
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Still pullin' off moves,
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livin' these n****s like hell
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Gotta turn off my notification,
will never stop vibratin',
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only answer if it's money playin'
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Can't let a broke bitch get
my time these days
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Have way too much moves to make
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Back and forth on the highway
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like I was a tow worker
Girl, what you don't know
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won't ever hurt you
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Zippin' through traffic to make it in time
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But if I'm late, I'll still be fine
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I'm the one that they waitin' on
They used to doubt,
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now I'm who they debatin' on
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I'ma grind till my cake is long
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Bet I make your bitch favor ite song
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gon' send her thong
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Bad habits that I had to get rid of
C#m
New habits that I can't get sick of
D
Like throwin' up ones in the strip club
C#m
And givin' out cups full of liquor
C#m
But I'm gon' die a winner
D
Eat all you rappers lunch, forget her
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Old hands try so hard to be cool
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Doin' a feature with every young dude
I won't give you no juice
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Stay on my mission, got a point to prove
it's always approved
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Clean up my diet, now I'm eatin' fruit
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I won't afford her,
Bad hoes on my left, on the right is my troops
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I see you watchin', you copy the moves
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The shit that I do is for me, not for you
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You preachin' lies and I'm
Mister just do it damn right
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Bad habits that I had to get rid of
C#m
New habits that I can't get sick of
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Like throwing up once in the shit club
C#m
And giving out cups full of liquor
C#m
But I'm gon' die a winner
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Eat all your rap lunch for dinner
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You
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