Habits

Yeah

Hold Up

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CrankEmUp

Let me tell you about back then

I was on the block with the work

And my shooters was all ready for action

I was just taking collect calls

From top lord

What the fuck just happened

I don't trust shit but my daughters and my sons

Imma make this shit happen

Extended in my 40 no beam

Motha fucka and I still get it cracking

From the block to the kitchen

With the work lord

I think I'm still addict

I've been counting up the money

Watch me throw it in the bag

I gotta have it

Automatic hit stick Motha fucka

Probably thought it was madden

I don't trust nobody but my god damn self

It's a habit

From the block to the kitchen

With the work lord

I think I'm still addict

I've been counting up the money

Watch me throw it in the bag

I gotta have it

Automatic hit stick motha fucka

Probably thought it was madden

I don't trust nobody but my god damn self

It's a habit

Cock it back and let go

Choppa shells will hit the floor

You say you ready war now

Got no problem kicking your door down

Hit another licc keep it quiet mhmm

Hit em from the side motha fucka he through

Double team still couldn't stop me in the clutch

But who knew

Corner 3 for the shot we was down by 2

Alti switch like gears like a race car

Don't know the last time

I've seen a car parked

Bitch Now I'm top 10

I remember back then sometimes

I wish I would've had a head start

Flight after flight I fuck up every show

How you hate from a distance

Just watch how I glow try to keep up with me

I done started it off slow the deeper

Went made her hit every note mhmm

I remember back then I ain't never have shit

Me and Trigga top really came up with up a plan

Lord knows it will never go unfinished

Like mhmmm

From the pot to the the block

I can double that knot

Run a business believe

I can triple the stock

From a distance I'm perfect

I hit every shot

From the block to the kitchen

With the work lord

I think I'm still addict

I've been counting up the money

Watch me throw it in the bag

I gotta have it

Automatic hit stick Motha fucka

Probably thought it was madden

I don't trust nobody but my god damn self

It's a habit

From the block to the kitchen

With the work lord

I think I'm still addict

I've been counting up the money

Watch me throw it in the bag

I gotta have it

Automatic hit stick motha fucka

Probably thought it was madden

I don't trust nobody but my god damn self

It's a habit