Cookin Soul - Paper Habits lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Roddy] And I swear to keep it cool like my summers was Now my buzz hot like my winter be But I don't need they company I'm so far from misery, told her she gonna want me back Never that we history; Twitter that They can't believe I did her that sh** on that, now I got a new chick who be sittin' back Twisting up, shawty keep it real as f** And if I fall, I bet she pick me up Peace and love back So if you ever need me hit me up Crispy Chucks; West Coast style n***a, Dickied up But where I reside up in the South them n***as blickied up I wasn't even with that bullsh** but I had to get me one Only live once; no b**h has ever held me down n***a Or n***a ever held me up so get the f** Them n***as taking shots but I ain't ducking Real sh** I'm doing it cause I love it Spitta told me b**hes come around a dime a dozen But we from a spot where pretty women act ugly so f** it [Hook] x2 Right back in it; right back at it Trying to touch this paper I swear I gotta have it Like I never had it right back at it Addicted to this paper I swear I gotta habit [Verse 2: Trademark Da Skydiver] Right back in it; right back at it On point with the flow You know Trade automatic When it comes to this rap sh**; I only do cla**ics When it comes to my paper; ain't no plan, I gotta have it Stay up on my grind whether it's hustling or rapping I'm stacking you lacking, been about racks In fact I'm only slacking when I'm wearing Polo khakis On top of the money like a dope boy mattress Stay alive and high until I'm low in the casket Kush scent on my clothes I ain't trying to hide the habit This that Skywalker OG you can smell it through the plastic Unflavored Raw papers, smoking doobies down to ashes Champ like Ca**ius, keep a 40 cal And some grams in the stashes Grams mixed with hashes Roll it never I pa** it around You know the kush in town Soon as I touch down like Madden [Hook] x2 [Outro: Trademark Da Skydiver] Yeah, we Jet Set, nothing less, n***a What you expect, n***a? Jet (?), n***a? Yeah, straight up with Jet Life sh**, n***a We stay high dog...