Parsteehs - Bad Habit Lyrics

We at it again
Back where we began
All on my own
With this paper and pen
Writing sad songs shit I think it was meant
When things get too good
I wait for it to end
Cus when its too good I know it won't last
Most of the chuckles turn into fake laughs
Most of the good times we share are the past
Don't need it to last, I don't need yo ass

More money for me
Shit I need the cash
Cus I'm moving on
Like where the next at?
Head on a swivel
I never look back
Just hopped on tinder and seen theres a match
Girl, come to my crib, shit I need some ass
While she throwing back, I'm blowing her back out
When we get done, then she heading back out
Cus I don't need no one to love
I don't need no one to cuff
No none of these bitches need love
Yea, I learned enough

I put all my eggs In one basket
All of em cracked and that's tragic
F*cking imagine
Like a bad habit
Keep coming back
But I know I shouldn't have it
Yea

Feel like I only know how to love
I give and they suck it all up
Man I'm losing touch
Late nights alone
So much going on
I keep thinking bout the way it was
Look at us now, it's a different us
I'm not sure what I'm doing now
So much on my chest I can't let out
But I'm going with the flow and doing what I know
Acting like im good, but you would never know
How this got me feeling
How I'm really low
No I haven't liked who I've been and frankly
I've been feeling out of place lately
I've been battling with my own brain, save me
I just need help, someone help me
What I'm doing, yea it's so unhealthy

My future is bright and I know it
Just struggling to get up and show it
I know that if I keep on going
That I just might blow up
With all this talent
It's a waste if I'm no one
4 in the morning, writing and recording
My heart in this music
I know this the mission
F*ck the distractions
Even if I miss them
Toxic, so that's why I had to get rid of

So we at it again
Back where we began
All on my own
With this paper and pen
Writing sad songs shit I think it was meant
When things get too good
I wait for it to end
Cus when it's too good I know it won't last
Most of the chuckles turn into fake laughs
Most of the good times we share are the past
Don't need it to last, I don't need yo ass

More money for me
Shit I need the cash
Cus I'm moving on
Like where the next at?
Head on a swivel
I never look back
Just hopped on tinder and seen theres a match
Girl, come to my crib, shit I need some ass
While she throwing back, I'm blowing her back out
When we get done, then she heading back out
Cus I don't need no one to love
I don't need no one to cuff
No none of these bitches need love
Yea, I learned enough

Yea
Yea, I learned enough
No I don't need no one to love
I don't need no one to cuff
No, none of these bitches need love
Yea, I learned enough