Habit (feat. nofuks)

I don't got control I'm going manic Yea I just made a killing Thats a felony Ah Smoking up the fumes On to better things Yea That's her answer Ask her if she come wit me Yea I got way too high Don't think I'm landing Yea Yea I hit it way too much Picked up a habit Yea In too deep I think drowning in her belly Yea Fell for you I can't believe I Can't stand it Yea Cooking in the kitchen Brought the can beans Too much on my plate I'm smokeing up the celery On to better days I'm moving onto better weeks I put in that work I'm living out my fantasies Fucking wit my moxy This bitch like my ketamine Yea We just getting stoned off a pound of green Ah All around the world I pick a Japanese Yea French kissing I dip I call that c'est la vie Yea I don't got control I'm going manic Yea Yea I just made a killing Thats a felony Ah Smoking up the fumes On to better things Yea That's her answer Ask her if she come wit me Yea I got way too high Don't think I'm landing Yea Yea I hit it way too much Picked up a habit Yea In too deep I think drowning in her belly Yea Yea Fell for you I can't believe I Can't stand it Yea I just want some love F*ck the money I can't fake to pop out I ain't in a mood I'm just me Y'all can't figure me out Drowning in a cup In the cup is a bottle After all the pain I might go hit the lotto I know after pain After shame After burdens A full load Just wanna be free Set on a spree Move with weight Like I'm moving kilos Attention with no span Like some sand You can't stand on Quick to pull you in High demand Like a track on (Repeat) Cause I just want some love F*ck the money I can't fake to pop out I ain't in a mood I'm just me Y'all can't figure me out Drowning in a cup In that cup is a bottle After all the pain I might go hit the lotto And luck out