Paper Habits Jet Life (Ft. Trademark Da Skydiver & Young Roddy)

[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
And I swear to keep it cool like my summers was
Now my buzz hot like my winter be
But I don't need they company
I'm so far from misery, told her she gonna want me back
Never that we history; Twitter that
They can't believe I did her that
Shit on that, now I got a new chick who be sittin' back
Twisting up, shawty keep it real as fuck
And if I fall, I bet she pick me up
Peace and love back
So if you ever need me hit me up
Crispy Chucks; West Coast style nigga, Dickied up
But where I reside up in the South them niggas blickied up
I wasn't even with that bullshit but I had to get me one
Only live once; no bitch has ever held me down nigga
Or nigga ever held me up so get the fuck
Them niggas taking shots but I ain't ducking
Real shit I'm doing it cause I love it
Spitta told me bitches come around a dime a dozen
But we from a spot where pretty women act ugly so fuck it

[Hook]
Right back in it; right back at it
Trying to touch this paper, I swear I gotta have it
Like I never had it, right back at it
Addicted to this paper, I swear I gotta habit
Right back in it; right back at it
Trying to touch this paper, I swear I gotta have it
Like I never had it, right back at it
Addicted to this paper, I swear I gotta habit