Hard to Break a Habit When You Fall in Love - Pouya

Lately my decision-making has been tragic

Make a wrong move, the consequences can be drastic

I pray it jam in traffic, make it to the back nine

Cruel world, even your mama could get flatlined

Nobody care until it’s too late

Family crying, baby boy hung himself with his own shoelace

I know it take a lot to escape the weight of the world

So I don’t judge on the intake of drugs

Hard to break a habit when you fall in love

I been tryna get it right, but I been fucking up

Baby, could you tell me that I’m strong enough?

I wanna be the one for you but I been in a rut, yuh

Be Baby Bone’s backbone as you get your back blown

In the two-tone Porsche with the roof gone

Then have an argument and send me to the futon

Been getting money, you rappers still using coupons

Been spitting flows and blocking bitches like Buffon

Sold-out shows, so come in and get your groove on

Not even thirty, but I’ve been doing this too long

That’s how it feels when you change the whole scene

Way before your prime, barely cracking seventeen

Used to wanna be an artist, now they just wanna be seen

By any means, teens walk around like crack fiends

Gettin' high off like, views and streams

I been a victim of these same dreams

The highs, the lows, everything in between

Only I can decide what my life could be

'Cause who else is gonna fight for me?

In a world where nobody living righteously, yuh

I gotta do what’s right for me

Forgive me for my wrongdoing, I get high

Play with my life like I’m rolling dice

Poke my vein, hoping that the pain will subside

Whatever floats your boat, whatever finds your lost remote, yuh

Whatever kicks you into overdrive

Do what you gotta do to stay alive

What ever happened with the passion within you and I?

Just what I think about when I lay down

Dogs in the backyard running around

Baby mama holding me down with no drama

Dreams, I’m hoping to live out and outlive my bad karma

Yuh, I hope I live past my regrets

And I’m able to get everything off my chest

I hope the money was worth the investment

The music is my testament

For the pain and suffering through the fame

As my memories begin to fade

And the energy around me don’t feel the same

On the phone with Jahseh a few days before he got slain

Wish I could remember every word he said that day

But those days, my mind was so foggy, and plus

I don’t know that’d be the last time he would call me

A couple weeks before Peep passed, he came to my home

Invited me to his show, but I had a cold, so I couldn’t go

I said, «I love you, be safe on the road»

(Yuh, ayy, ayy, be safe on the road)