ADDICTIONS lyrics

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pus*y
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pus*y
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up

[Verse 1: Brent Faiyaz]
I wanna have more threesomes but you're so territorial
I can't even kick it 'cause you watching my story though
I got ones you seen and I've got some you don't need to know
I done gave more di*k than a little
I know I'm the reason that you freaky now
You wish you could be the reason that I settle down
You done gave me all I wanted but I still got
Reasons I should f*ck around, I should f*ck around

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pus*y
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pus*y
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up (Mm, uh)
Maybe it's all the above
[Verse 2: Tre' Amani]
Said, said
I said, "A thot gon' be thot", so I'm like, "f*ck these b*tches"
My son got a mother and I love her so it's different
I'm here for one night, so baby girl, what you sippin'?
I'm on some bullsh*t, my '94 Scottie Pippen
So save the last dance for when I'm drunk and when I'm hittin'
Your boyfriend lame, that boy pus*y, that boy kitten
Like, meow, come home to me now
It's me and my n*ggas, we lit and we wild
Yeah, and we don't care how you feel inside
It's me and my n*ggas, f*ck the other side
This is something like murder, no it's genocide
You n*ggas living lies, this is civilized
Be careful who you judge and who you criticize
It's all being a people person when they're killing mines
Hard times, sendin' cold chills down my spine
It's dark now, at sunrise I was feelin' fine
Nothin' on my mind, I swear I didn't wanna die
I'm outside on my grind, I don't believe in time
All these haters clockin' me, these diamonds leave 'em blind
Jealousy and envy, I swear that I'm reading minds
Baby momma called, sayin', "Yeah, you actin' different"
All these drugs and these hoes got you f*ckin' trippin'
I made a million on the road, you'll be happy Christmas
Sayin' I would stay down but you know I didn't, yeah
[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pus*y
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up
Maybe it's the love, the drugs, the weed, the pus*y
Maybe it's all the above, maybe I don't need a hug
Maybe I'm just f*cked up (Mm, uh)
Maybe it's all the above