Vices

I had to leave these bitches alone Nothing positive but that head when they hittin' my phone If they ain't giving me dome, then they can't ride on chrome Fuckin' with 'em, look up too much money and time gone And both of those are a premium So hoes I ain't seeing 'em, never do I skeet in 'em Bitch you crazy you will never have my baby And no matter how you feel you will never be my lady OK I got too many bad habits, got too many vices I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices I love bad bitches The ones that we ain't wifing I got too many bad habits, got too many vices I got too many vices I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices I love to ball hard, where I don't look at prices I got too many bad habits, got too many vices I spend a lot of money on the um fairer sex This gets me in a lot of trouble Cars and women? I guess Fast cars, fast women? Well, um, some are slow Cars or the women? Both OK My daddy taught me less vices then I got more money But I'm tryna get all the money I ain't never gotta worry My vision blurry, maybe its the liquor Maybe it's one too many times I got a little too litty Watched so many niggas ball Have it all, then fall If they money holla, I ain't tryna miss a call Still life a gamble and a game Put it all on the line if you tryna win it mane I got too many bad habits, got too many vices I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices I love bad bitches The ones that we ain't wifing I got too many bad habits, got too many vices I got too many vices I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices I love to ball hard, where I don't look at prices I got too many bad habits, got too many vices