Drug Habits

(Ayy, bro, is that Jambo?) Uh Cuban links under my chin, I'm comin' back for revenge, doggone What 'bout me missin' you friend is gettin' hard to pretend? Doggone Uh, left the hood, what they sayin'? And, I came back in a Benz, doggone I can do anything I want, but I don't wanna lose They don't love us 'til we dead and 'til we on the news So, I go up on these meds until I'm on the moon Got a lot of money, way too many problems, ayy I'm goin' blind in these Balenciagas, ayy We gon' time us, especially up on the dial, ayy Hope you see the signs, yeah Hе run to make a post, we drill him just like A. Rodgеrs I had nowhere to run, 'til I feel like Vince Carter I pull up in a old-school like I'm not able Bro shoot that heat like he Tyler, merk ya creator Come from the hood, no business runnin' 'cause it's on my lap And niggas goin' fed' just to get they bitches stomach flat Life's a gamble, they say Cello died shootin' crabs Only way we make it out, we hustle, shoot ball, or we rap Draco got a elbow while speedin' this Lamborghini Don't mistake me for these niggas, a hundred just on my beanie I done did it all without you, feel like I'm sneezing Tell her 'bout my vision, she ain't believe me, now, I'm on TV Ayy, fuck 'round and ran I up my bolts now the bitch want me nailed Ayy, gotta be another sun in this world, 'cause it ain't over here Ayy-ayy, gotta find another way to heal, instead of fixin' every broken piece Ayy-ayy, ain't no love in this game, Lord, I come to you as I fuckin' heal Know you ain't proud of me, it's on your face I ran up my money, now, these hoes gon' wait Went out and got more again, but we won't leave a trace, alright Alright, so tired of fakin' like I'm alright I never know if it's gon' be alright Then, I hear Angels whisperin', "It's alright" Only thing my problem is, is I don't feel nothin' It's like if It don't benefit ya, I won't hear from ya Undercover hate, they Bill like they Cosby All my young thugs be servin' white and coppin' Molly Cuban links under my chin, I'm comin' back for revenge, doggone What 'bout me missin' you friend is gettin' hard to pretend? Doggone Uh, left the hood, what they sayin'? And, I came back in a Benz, doggone I can do anything I want, but I don't wanna lose They don't love us 'til we dead and 'til we on the news So, I go up on these meds until I'm on the moon Got a lot of money, way too many problems, ayy I'm goin' blind in these Balenciagas, ayy We gon' time us, especially up on the dial, ayy Hope you see the signs, yeah