[Verse 1]
Goin’ to Izzy for VV’s, turned to a habit
Smokin’ gas up out the P’s, turned to a habit
Cut, countin’, sendin’ money, turned to a habit
Young n***as catchin’ murders, turned to a habit
They be steady shootin’ them Glocks, turned to a habit
On the road movin’ them narcs, turned to a habit
All the opps so goofy, that sh** a habit
Keep playin’ wit’ our group, sh** get tragic (Brrt)
Keep buyin’ designer shoes, this sh** a habit
He tried that dog food, now it’s a habit
I chased that p**y once, I gotta have it
I kept lyin’ to my b**h, that sh** a habit
I keep swallowin’ all this Act’, turn to a habit
I’ma get that Bentley Mac, I’m in traffic
Steady gettin’ your a** did, that sh** a habit
Every day playin’ wit’ my kids, turned to a habit
What was goin’ through Rico’s head? I can’t imagine
But I got paid in full, turn to a habit
Get my dick s** at the Westin, turned to a habit
Them girls was comin’ up missin’, molested, that sh** tragic
Uh, started thumbin’ through them hunnids, turned to a habit
Takin’ strippers to the crib, turned to a habit
Steady runnin’ off wit’ the packs, turned to a habit
Steady sippin’ on the Act’, turn to a habit
[Chorus]
(Oh, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know)
I don’t know, I don’t know, got a habit
Don’t know what to do wit’ myself
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I’m confused wit’ myself
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I ain’t save when I blew through that check
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Who is real, I don’t know who is left
[Verse 2]
I don’t know why he left, he confused wit’ himself
Like what was goin’ through his head?
It was probably his health, it was probably the d**
It was probably the streets, they ain’t show him no love (Yeah, yeah)
Steady ridin’ ’round wit’ that Draco, turned to a habit
Perc 30 inside my Faygo, turned to a habit
His first time smellin’ that blood, turned to a habit
Every weekend at the club, turned to a habit
You tell every girl you love ’em, that’s a habit
Don’t hang ’round them, they be thuggin’, I’m advisin’ you
Four pounds, you say you the plug, who you lyin’ to?
This sh** done turned to a habit, do what I gotta do, yeah
Keep my head up, got my bread up
You got a habit to keep lyin’, yeah I’m fed up
Lost J Money to some violence, f**ed my head up
Heard your girl, she got that pack, go get a check-up, yeah
[Chorus]
(I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know)
I don’t know, I don’t know, got a habit
Don’t know what to do wit’ myself
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I’m confused wit’ myself
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I ain’t save when I blew through that check
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Who is real, I don’t know who is left