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peter xan (rap) - habits lyrics

[intro: peter xan]
when she steppin’ in the room, she shift the climate
looking straight into your eyes, i make you climax
fendi jumper, coppers told me to unwrap it
foreign cougars and i know i’m going manic

[chorus: peter xan]
the way my heart be sinking when she’s speaking spanish
when we separate i told her it was never mallice
h-lla smoke yeah h-lla stinking of this weed
h-lla medicine, i pray i’m not an addict

[verse: peter xan]
told her anything she wants she can have it
really thought that you and me could do some damage
when i told you i’m your man it wasn’t valid
b-tch i’ll chuck you in the grocer, now i’ll promise we can vanish
did you really think that this could lead to marriage?
i tried your patience now it’s got me turning to a savage
enjoy the moment your reality imagined
(enjoy the moment your reality imagined)
the writings on the wall, they ain’t no lie, can cap it
tryna keep me down it’s not always what it seems
my city thinks i’m ugly, not the type that they can stomach
posting pictures of her back, her insta clout is damaged
send the skinny kids back to college
she my s-xy devil, she my angel in my palace
when you see me yeah you spud me but you scared of me
for two, for now, for all this drip i never wear for backing
when she see me she be thinking i was singing latin
i’m a different kind of artist, i am what this scene is lacking
they can be your best friend or your f-cking enemy
didn’t mean to hurt you baby, it’s the consequence of habits

[verse: blazeyl]
hbk we heartbreak kids
i’m just tryna f-ck her, no kiss
keep your mouth closed
you fake n-gg-s make me sick
your guy cannot spud my fist
put your hand down
tap into my feelings, are you with me are you not?
we’ve been kinda distant, do i feel you anymore?
she like me a moncler, spilt rum on my white dsquared
i bet you don’t come round here
‘cus the price went up, i’m here
she love the clout, with me for clout, she gotta bounce
now i just doubt all of these b-tches floating around (next)
stop, i might take it there and take your vest off
find my balance then i hit your x spot
they wanna see me fall
some of them do, b-tch wanna do, leave me alone
coming for you, she gimme ooo, suttin’ she do
i’m on the move, taking it all
stay with the crew
don’t know how to manage
i don’t feel the magic
need myself a bad b-tch that f-ck me just for me
i ain’t got no tactics
you n-gg-s stay acting, they be for the cameras
that could never be me

the way my heart be sinking when she’s speaking spanish
when we separate i told her it was never mallice
h-lla smoke yeah h-lla stinking of this weed
h-lla medicine, i pray i’m not an addict

- peter xan rap lyrics

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