Habits-CM Jones

作曲 : Fabrice Ferrando 作词 : Maurice Shadee Clarke If I don't have much I got these words and similies That you always Seem to twist and word differently I mean who don't know our history And we still had chemistry But you got another nigga 'round my child like I ain't gon' walk her down that aisle That shit is foul 'Cause I'm not around But Mama need lovin' too I see how you get down Know this situation like the back of my hand 'Cause when Dad was gone Mom's found her a new man, and I got used to callin' that nigga Pops Take me for a cruise just to ride around the block Chill up in my room and teach me how to box Sent me, all them letters when He was in the system Showed me a few things I would never tell my Mom 'Cause loyalty's forever Got that tatted on my arm True story The way I was made, way I was made Haven't seen me in days Still wake up to my face There's some things and some bonds That you could never replace That you could never break No matter how you try to manipulate The situate, it's real or fake If you really take the time aside to seek through it but Thank you for this notion and vibe for sweet music At all time high, at your worst, keep doin' Bullshit stirs in the pot, and keeps brewin' You dropped the ball on us Then you dropped the ball on trust Put that ring on you finger And was still ****in' up but If I could leave the past Then you could leave the past Just, don't be wit' my daughter Actin' like I ain't her Dad I had you on that first night I knew you was too fast Always ask for something That you knew you couldn't have Swervin' in the fast lane, yo Ease up on the gas But it's too late to recognize It really wasn't that bad When you think about it The way it was laid [Chorus] It's the way that we move, its the way that we are It's the way that we move, it's the way that we move x3 [Bridge] The most high, just anotha day in the life...