habits

You've got habits
Grinding like they're gadgets
And I have fucking had it
You got no life
Please grab it
Grab it

Take a look for yourself
Doesn't matter what they say
If you wanna be independent
You need to realize you're a stray

The world bites
And ignites
City too small
No more street lights.

Getting invites.
Like that's life
Gotta clear your mind to
Think right

Wife or no wife
You've still gotta do what's right.
Still gotta get a job
Cause this bum life's not a life

Stop dealing
Stop sealing
Spit truth
Not just whatcha feeling

Got a homie going home in a box with a flag
Quick death
Got hit pretty bad
His mommas sad so is his dad
Some of his enemies might be glad

But I'm depressed as fuck and I'm breaking
Heart race off the tracks and
Shaking
Earth qauking
Mistaken

This is what it feels like all alone
Independent life
Fuck that
Whatcha know

Bout slitting your wrists for attention
Siblings had it easy
But that's not to be mentioned

Wake up every morning
Gotta go to school
I rather spend my life
Swimming in a pool of drool

I'm the fool for my self
Got no job got no health
Going solo
Going stealth
Till I know how to get wealth