And I can't break what's more
Then habit
Today broke my balance worse than before,
My guts are out, they're crawling on the floor
Shawty pull up will the crew she with the dam team
I've been balling on these jits dont need no dam ring
Shawty talking all that shit its the samething
Then she hitting up my phone its a strange thing
Bitch we pull up with that glock and with that dam beam
F*cked up triping put my lean in a canten
Brodie tell me switch it up and do a different ryme
Boy your whole gang not eating must be ramadan
Boy the whole gang bumping shit this number nine
That boy bitching he wont even shoot a fly
Bitch im getting to that money and its do or die
Shawty triping and im telling her its you and i
Younging pull up on your block with a suit and tie
If you jump in for the one's you might lose an eye
Youngin tripin off that shit he thugin though the night
And he striped up with that pole he wont even fight
Tell him free bro trynna free his soul yea
And we standin tall like we some soldiers
And i can't break what's more
Then a habit