โหลดเพลง mp3 Habit - Lil Durk

Habit (Explicit) - Lil Durk
Lyrics by：Durk Banks/Gianni Delano Roy van den Brom
Composed by：Durk Banks/Gianni Delano Roy van den Brom
Produced by：Gianni Delano Roy van den Brom
Goin' to Izzy for VV's
Turned to a habit habit
Smokin' gas up out the P's
Turned to a habit
Cut countin' sendin' money
Turned to a habit habit
Young n***as catchin' murders
Turned to a habit habit
They be steady shootin' them Glocks
Turned to a habit habit
On the road movin' them narcs
Turned to a habit habit
All the opps so goofy
That s**t a habit habit
Keep playin' wit' our group
S**t get tragic brrt
Keep buyin' designer shoes
This s**t a habit
He tried that dog food
Now it's a habit
I chased that p***y once
I gotta have it have it
I kept lyin' to my b***h
That s**t a habit
I keep swallowin' all this act'
Turn to a habit habit
I'ma get that Bentley Mac
I'm in traffic traffic
Steady gettin' your a*s did
That s**t a habit
Every day playin' wit' my kids
Turned to a habit
What was goin' through Rico's head
I can't imagine
But I got paid in full
Turn to a habit habit
Get my dick suck at the Westin
Turned to a habit habit
Them girls was comin' up missin'
Molested that s**t tragic tragic
Uh started thumbin' through them hundreds
Turned to a habit habit
Takin' strippers to the crib
Turned to a habit
Steady runnin' off wit' the packs turned to a habit
Steady sippin' on the act'
Turn to a habit
I don't know I don't know I don't know
I don't know I don't know got a habit
Don't know what to do wit' myself
I don't know I don't know
I don't know I don't know
I'm confused wit' myself
I don't know I don't know
I don't know
I ain't save when I blew through that check
Check check check
I don't know I don't know I don't know
Who is real I don't know who is left
I don't know why he left he confused wit' himself
Like what was goin' through his head
It was probably his health it was probably the drugs
It was probably the streets
They ain't show him no love yeah yeah
Steady ridin' 'round wit' that Draco turned to a habit
Perc 30 inside my Faygo turned to a habit
His first time smellin' that blood turned to a habit
Every weekend at the club turned to a habit
You tell every girl you love 'em that's a habit
Don't hang 'round them they be thuggin' I'm advisin' you
Four pounds you say you the plug who you lyin' to
This s**t done turned to
A habit do what I gotta do yeah
Keep my head up got my bread up
You got a habit to keep lyin' yeah I'm fed up
Lost J money to some violence f**ked my head up
Heard your girl she got that pack go get a check-up yeah
I don't know I don't know I don't know
I don't know I don't know got a habit
Don't know what to do wit' myself
I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know
I'm confused wit' myself
I don't know I don't know I don't know
I ain't save when I blew through that check
I don't know I don't know I don't know
Who is real I don't know who is left