BAD HABITS by AMISTADs WORLD Lyrics
You can’t control me
I won’t let you control me
You can’t control me
I won’t let you control me
It’s a lotta bad habits that a nigga tryna break
I don’t wanna take these drugs
I don’t wanna leave this place
I been facing all these cases
While I’m on my dick, maintaining
WORLD OF AMISTAD, I paint it
All my bad habits, I face it
Like this dope that I been taking
Since this shit up in my blood
Want this shit here for the taking
Now they label me a thug
I been tryna start a business
Tryna get it out the mud
How can I just let it past
When for my future they want blood?
Mama, imma gangsta
Ain’t no hiding , ain’t no faking shit
I get a bag, to drop a bag
On all of these pussy ass bitches
Never chasing shit, but greatness
I been down bad, and was patient
Fuck around and turn a patient
Need some therapy to calm my nerves
‘Cause souls I think ‘bout taking
Watch yo’ mouth, I told that bitch
“You aim my way,” she getting dick
Disrespect my mind, I’m lit
She really think she finna thug on me
Then love on me, you stupid bitch
I’m tired of all yo’ ignant shit
But this another task at hand
Gave them all my hand to feed
Free my cousin out that jam
‘Cause a nigga in a jam
So I’m screaming free jam
Though I feel you hate a nigga
Just ‘cause I can’t send you no bread?
But for my blood, I’m still gone bleed
It’s fuck that bitch she took my seed
I’ll crip walk on a crippled nigga
‘Ion even bang, but he gone bleed
Ain’t no pain, just more aggression
Niggas crash out, just to tell shit
Bitch I popped a xanny back
And ended up in jail and shit
I missed my sister graduation
So how the fuck you think I felt?
Them crackas tryna push me back
7 years, can’t take it back
All these tears, I’m shaking back
Bitch you must’ve lost yo’ mind
Gone take yo’ soul, won’t give it back
No, bitch I ain’t looking back
Locked jaws, sumn like that crack
Bite down, I’m gone get you whacked
Just ask that fuck nigga, and the other one
I can’t hold them back
It’s a lotta bad habits that a nigga tryna break
I don’t wanna take these drugs
I don’t wanna leave this place
I been facing all these cases
While I’m on my dick, maintaining
WORLD OF AMISTAD, I paint it, all my...
Daddy imma killer, killer demon, for to take my shit
I done slid ‘bout plenty times
Now I don’t wanna do this shit
Bad karma, good karma, I been yin and yanging shit
Fuck that credit, told my cousin
“Keep that cash, you played me bitch”
Charged it to the game quick
Now you assed out and shit
I tried to hit yo’ fuckin’ phone
About a pack you fucked up quick
If you down bad nigga
You could’ve hit my fuckin’ phone bitch
But you wanna make excuses
‘Yeen makings plays and shit
How the fuck you sold them pounds
Fronting on my phone and shit?
Last time I front a nigga
I’m cutting ties, you owe me bitch
Put the pills and the weed down
Now I’m pouring up
‘Cause now I just, don’t give a fuck
Bitch I am him, and I trust
I done walked down on that pussy nigga
Looking for to buss
How you tryna war with no bread?
That’s aight he at the buss
What’s that shit you say you on fool?
I ain’t ever heard of thug
Caught him lacking at the dumpster
And made it right as I should
Bitch I know you wish you could
I ain’t Thingg Mane but I’m gone thing that man
Until I drain his blood
Is that fucking Understood?
Loosing sleep, ‘cause I done quit again
And I ain’t talking ‘bout no job
I’m talking not to spin again
Now I’m sending prayers
To whoever the fuck decide to listen in
If I was born from god
Then how the fuck I’m racking up these sins?
Man these jiggas eating me alive
I’m back poppin’ pills
Tryna calm my nerves
So I been rolling up the weed again
Having thoughts of killing my own cousin
So it’s fuck a friend
I been told my granny
I been tryna find my peace forreal
I won’t let you control me
You can’t control me
I won’t let you control me
It’s a lotta bad habits that a nigga tryna break
I don’t wanna take these drugs
I don’t wanna leave this place
I been facing all these cases
While I’m on my dick, maintaining
WORLD OF AMISTAD, I paint it
All my bad habits, I face it
Like this dope that I been taking
Since this shit up in my blood
Want this shit here for the taking
Now they label me a thug
I been tryna start a business
Tryna get it out the mud
How can I just let it past
When for my future they want blood?
Mama, imma gangsta
Ain’t no hiding , ain’t no faking shit
I get a bag, to drop a bag
On all of these pussy ass bitches
Never chasing shit, but greatness
I been down bad, and was patient
Fuck around and turn a patient
Need some therapy to calm my nerves
‘Cause souls I think ‘bout taking
Watch yo’ mouth, I told that bitch
“You aim my way,” she getting dick
Disrespect my mind, I’m lit
She really think she finna thug on me
Then love on me, you stupid bitch
I’m tired of all yo’ ignant shit
But this another task at hand
Gave them all my hand to feed
Free my cousin out that jam
‘Cause a nigga in a jam
So I’m screaming free jam
Though I feel you hate a nigga
Just ‘cause I can’t send you no bread?
But for my blood, I’m still gone bleed
It’s fuck that bitch she took my seed
I’ll crip walk on a crippled nigga
‘Ion even bang, but he gone bleed
Ain’t no pain, just more aggression
Niggas crash out, just to tell shit
Bitch I popped a xanny back
And ended up in jail and shit
I missed my sister graduation
So how the fuck you think I felt?
Them crackas tryna push me back
7 years, can’t take it back
All these tears, I’m shaking back
Bitch you must’ve lost yo’ mind
Gone take yo’ soul, won’t give it back
No, bitch I ain’t looking back
Locked jaws, sumn like that crack
Bite down, I’m gone get you whacked
Just ask that fuck nigga, and the other one
I can’t hold them back
It’s a lotta bad habits that a nigga tryna break
I don’t wanna take these drugs
I don’t wanna leave this place
I been facing all these cases
While I’m on my dick, maintaining
WORLD OF AMISTAD, I paint it, all my...
Daddy imma killer, killer demon, for to take my shit
I done slid ‘bout plenty times
Now I don’t wanna do this shit
Bad karma, good karma, I been yin and yanging shit
Fuck that credit, told my cousin
“Keep that cash, you played me bitch”
Charged it to the game quick
Now you assed out and shit
I tried to hit yo’ fuckin’ phone
About a pack you fucked up quick
If you down bad nigga
You could’ve hit my fuckin’ phone bitch
But you wanna make excuses
‘Yeen makings plays and shit
How the fuck you sold them pounds
Fronting on my phone and shit?
Last time I front a nigga
I’m cutting ties, you owe me bitch
Put the pills and the weed down
Now I’m pouring up
‘Cause now I just, don’t give a fuck
Bitch I am him, and I trust
I done walked down on that pussy nigga
Looking for to buss
How you tryna war with no bread?
That’s aight he at the buss
What’s that shit you say you on fool?
I ain’t ever heard of thug
Caught him lacking at the dumpster
And made it right as I should
Bitch I know you wish you could
I ain’t Thingg Mane but I’m gone thing that man
Until I drain his blood
Is that fucking Understood?
Loosing sleep, ‘cause I done quit again
And I ain’t talking ‘bout no job
I’m talking not to spin again
Now I’m sending prayers
To whoever the fuck decide to listen in
If I was born from god
Then how the fuck I’m racking up these sins?
Man these jiggas eating me alive
I’m back poppin’ pills
Tryna calm my nerves
So I been rolling up the weed again
Having thoughts of killing my own cousin
So it’s fuck a friend
I been told my granny
I been tryna find my peace forreal