Wavy
Wabi-sabi papi
Okay
Yeah
Young Tarantino with the wave
Backseat in a range plotting on a great escape
When I was down bad I had to go like Lagbaja with the face
Now I Alexander Wang the pants and dior the shades
I really been that guy since the guy made that song called safe
But these n#gg#s ain’t safe
Couple fake rappers gotta put them in they place
Found a nice ting on my explore page
Thirst trap so good almost booked a one way
I ain’t tryna sit and talk about yesterday
But when things got hard I would really stargaze
But I’m feeling good today
Cause the whole team eating and I just grabbed me a plate
Keep a smile on my face just so I could make the haters big mad
You might catch me outside but you’ll never catch me going out sad
Politicking with a few good men and some women that’s bad
John McClane with my past life cause
Old habits die hard
I still roll hashish with Ashish
Old habits die hard
I still get straight off the rip
Old habits die hard
I still hotbox in the whip
Old habits die hard
I still hold it down for the clique
Old habits die hard
Keep going n#gg#
n#gg#s nowadays putting p#ss# on a pedestal
Me I like my women mid cause these bad b#tches too stressful
I belong to the streets I ain’t tryna be rescued
See this oil for my head been raising my cholesterol
Cause the boy too special
New shorty got a jump just to put her jeans on
She the type to always need a shoulder she could lean on
Said next time we have sex leave your bling on
Now my chain going back and forth like it’s ping pong
Back when I had the sweetest girl as my ringtone
I had shorties on Okada in they uniform
Just to see the boy cause they knew what I been on
Same old sh#t nowadays they book a flight home
Keep a smile on my face just so I could make the haters big mad
You might catch me outside but you’ll never catch me going out sad
Politicking with a few good men and some women that’s bad
John McClane with my past life cause
Old habits die hard
I still roll hashish with Ashish
Old habits die hard
I still get straight off the rip
Old habits die hard
I still hotbox in the whip
Old habits die hard
I still hold it down for the clique
That’s 108 Gang
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Musmah Lyrics – Old Habits Die Hard