Mike Finito - Bad Habits lyrics

Bad habits die hard Used to bite my nails and I started that in sixth grade And now I'm smokin' blunts and sippin' syrup in a sick way Stickin' to them, never broken, but there's scratches on my psyche Hopin' that I find the right key, the right drug, hopin' that I get lifted up to Cloud 9 Results is hangin' on my mind, f** an A-level, I'm a rapper dawg The universe is clappin', what the f** I need a university for? I'm kickin' it, slowed down, ponderin' what the future holds Man I'm talented, the f** I need a future fo'? Phallic shaped clouds and they got me here gigglin' Know not many men is flickerin' his flame, like hes Waka Flocka Got the energy supply it like a Frenchman, I'm a lion, call me Mustafa's father Not bothered, hear these rappers talkin' they just yadda yadda Can't stop 'em, they shouldn't even try, they just cannon fodder And your boy comin' through, Joseph Kony with an army of koalas Out in Australia, smokin' nuggets, deconstructed, I'm just kickin' it, kickin' it Lips blistered, smoke till you whistlin' Got whiskers, wayward as I'm whittlin' my way in Tell these blogs I can't pay em as I'm prayin' that my name get pa**ed around a party like a pigskin I'm in Great Britain, the home of the brave, where there's prisons where n***as can't see their children I'm, 'imma just fill 'em in, fill 'em in, fill 'em in, fill 'em in I'm, 'imma go in for the war crimes of Obama Nah, that's drama, lay it on the tarmac, all fours, all flat I sight enemy combatants, I'm just rappin', but I can't lose sight Turkey sandwich to my right on my ADHD sh** Point A to Point B sh**, point sh** out, I'm Captain Obvious Got talent, they flockin' to ya boy as soon as he hit a million views A million bucks, a million screws loose, but that's soon though Better keep an eye out as I'm hopin that I find a supplier to market me Walter White on my Gus Fring sh**, on my Twitter bio next to the pic I'm on my Link sh**, no Legend of Zelda but I'm thinkin 'bout the Gannondorfs Hopin' I fall off ofcourse, want it so bad, hungry for this rap sh** Gimme a plate, I'm fantastic, Illmatic a n***a fate as I'm rippin' thru the plastic You know the chemistry is drastic with powders from the Madras region Yeah I got a n***a she speak Marathi, can I get into yo' party? Svāgat āhe, namaskār majhī hoḍi māsaḷyaṅni bharlī āhe My hovercraft is full of eels now let me in yo' party Help me out Lips blistered, smoke till you whistlin' Got whiskers, wayward as I'm whittlin' my way in Tell these blogs I can't pay em as I'm prayin' that my name get pa**ed around a party like a pigskin I'm in Great Britain, the home of the brave, where there's prisons where n***as can't see their children I'm, 'imma just fill 'em in, fill 'em in, fill 'em in, fill 'em in