Bad Habits

Verse 1: Po3 Yo I’ve been trippin' off the same train of thought since my aim was off Now I'm shooting straight regardless of the pain it cause, I'ma stay the course Ain’t a major force that could break me off proper I lay the floor down and with your heads I mop up, yeah So take the loss homie, shake it off top of The noggin that you’re nodding that’s been laden with them cobwebs Yeah, I’m no prophet but if cents make dollars Then I wanna see a profit of the dollars that I’ve dropped in Make sense? No stopping me, ace up the sleeve of poverty Obviously y’all can see I’m lacing beats with knowledge, b My policy strict, so pardon me kid For calling your shit poop, it is what it is, dude You probably the cleanest piece of excrement that ever went to Hollywood I see your people exiting the premises, you prolly should follow I got ya hoods hollow, took the engine block So you ain’t getting anywhere unless it’s lost Hook: Po3 + Cee You made a bad habit out of rappin’ I recommend you reconsider which path you travelling Quick fast you backing in, I’m laughin’ Coz half you rap cats in a trap that’s collapsing And won’t react ‘til after it’s happened But, I think you need a change, go find a different lane No need to entertain the idea that we could ever be the same, nah Verse 2: theory I guess I'm really just a creature of habit, every feature is magic Feel the damage and prolly vanish if theory's rappin See the catch with puttin eggs in your Easter basket It's distractin, count 'em when you see them hatchin (Aiiyo) Cee told me the secret of attraction, the passion To reach for what's imagined and be the magnet But quit callin these weak emcees a ------ Tryina be the baddest, I got 'em followin the leader status If you think the nicotine or weed is bad Let's see you tryina battle me and leave without your ego shattered Don't try to step to me unless your feet are balanced Never see a challenge, it's the only thing that really matters Get 'em to the Greek, theory smash 'em I think you get the point like pyramids in Egypt have 'em Not fuckin wit it if you went to see a madam With Debbie via Dallas, you'll be embarrassed Hook: Po3 + Cee You made a bad habit out of rappin’ I recommend you reconsider which path you travelling Quick fast you backing in, I’m laughin’ Coz half you rap cats in a trap that’s collapsing And won’t react ‘til after it’s happened But, I think you need a change, go find a different lane No need to entertain the idea that we could ever be the same, nah Verse 3: Cee And I ain’t never had a habit that I couldn’t kick Except for rappin’, but at that I’m bad, I’m fuckin’ sick But y’all are nappin’, so I’m apnea to frontin’ kids Until they dappin’, I’ma spaz and keep hacking, the industry so ratchet And the music so tragic, yeah, so we buckin’ the trend Ain’t an 808 or sub bass, they stuck in the wind It’s all the same and ain’t a differentiator here While everybody trappin’, me and Po3 is back here makin’ hits Shit, because to follow’s not attractive And coz everything’s a cycle then the realness coming back And TMF is so stubborn and thorough, bases covered and sure We ain’t budgin’, opposite of obscure And we be rollin’ with the positive, only kick the hottest shit Slowly grow the crew with power moves and get the knowledge in I stay cautious, keep silent when them fools talkin’ The kid smooth, I let the tunes speak for me, bad habits Hook: Po3 + Cee You made a bad habit out of rappin’ I recommend you reconsider which path you travelling Quick fast you backing in, I’m laughin’ Coz half you rap cats in a trap that’s collapsing And won’t react ‘til after it’s happened But, I think you need a change, go find a different lane No need to entertain the idea that we could ever be the same, nah