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