Bad Habits (feat. Theory)

Yo I've been tripping off the same
Train of thought since my aim was off
Now I'm shooting straight regardless of
The pain it cause I'mma stay the course
Ain't a major force that could break me off proper
I lay the floor down and with chore heads I mop up

So take the loss homie shake it off proper
The noggin that you're nodding has been laden with them cobwebs

I'm no prophet but if sense make dollars
Then I wanna see a profit off the dollars that I've dropped in
Makes sense? No stopping me ace up the sleeve of poverty

Obviously I can see I'm lacing beats with knowledge B
My policies strict so pardon me kid for calling your shit poop
Is what it is dude
You're probably the cleanest piece of
Excrement that ever went to Hollywood
I see your people exiting the premises you probably should follow
I got your hoods hollow
Took the engine block so you ain't getting anywhere unless it's lost

You made a bad habit out of rapping
I recommend you reconsider which path you're traveling
Quick fast you're backing and I'm laughing
'Cause 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

I guess I'm really just a creature of habit
Every feature is magic
Feel the damage and probably vanish if Theory's rapping
See the catch with putting eggs in your Easter basket

It's distracting, count 'em when you see them hatching
Ayo, C told me the secret of attraction
The passion to reach for what's imagined and be the magnet
But quit calling these weak MCs a faggot trying to be the baddest
I got a 'following the leader' status
If you think the Nickatino weed is bad
Let's see you try to 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 fucking with it if you went to see a madam
With Debbie B in Dallas, you'd be embarrassed

You made a bad habit out of rapping
I recommend you reconsider which path you're traveling
Quick fast you're backing and I'm laughing
'Cause 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

Yo, and I ain't never had a habit that
I couldn't kick, except for rapping
But at that I'm bad, I'm fucking sick, be y'all are napping
So I'm at me at the front and kids, until they dapping
I'mma spaz and keep packing the industry so ratchet
And the music's so tragic, yeah, so we bucking 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 trapping me and Po is back here making hits

Shit, I guess the follow's not attractive
And 'cause everything's a cycle then the realness coming back
And T.M.F. is so stubborn and thorough
Bases covered and sure, we ain't budging opposite of obscure
And we be rolling with the positive, only kick the hottest shit
Slowly grow the crew with power moves and get the knowledge in

I stay cautious, keep siloing them fools talking
The kid's smooth, I let the tune speak for me

You made a bad habit out of rapping
I recommend you reconsider which path you're traveling
Quick fast you're backing and I'm laughing
'Cause 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