FORCE OF HABIT
Paris Texas Lyrics
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All I think about is checks, I think it's a force of habit
This as good as its gon' get
(I waste no time)
When I'm fuckin' on yo bitch
(I take my time)
Don't make me do this again
(Why waste you're time?, I want to but can't make my mind up)
Yeah
Everybody way too dramatic, I live life in a comedy
Laugh my way to the bank Ha-Ha, Broke as a joke it's alright with me
I'ma be okay one day, Mood ring watch my fuckin' mood change
I don't care what dude say, He speaks with no bass
All treble, Get mixed up yuh
Never on my level, Mixed bitch tits straight out of Heavy Metal
Put a nigga in the dirt like a fuckin' shovel
Tsk tsk tsk, Yeah nigga know better that's 'cause i know myself
You in my shadow like you in stealth, You are my son got a brand new belt
Ugh, Whoop a nigga ass for my goddamn health
Walk around like I'm the shit, I think it's a force of habit
All I think about is checks, I think it's a force of habit
This as good as its gon' get
(I waste no time)
When I'm fuckin' on yo bitch
(I take my time)
Don't make me do this again
(Why waste you're time?, I want to but can't ma)
Nothing lasts forever, Keep trying
Keep trying, 'Til we run out of time
Nothing lasts forever, Keep trying keep trying
'Til we run out of time
Man I thought I told ya, Paris Texas soldiers want everything the light touches
We need that exposure, Go head fix yo camera
Go head clean them lenses, We still gonna show up despite what they told us
Realize y'all take it everywhere, But the maximum
Married to the money, Soon as I heard that y'all broke up
Ask if it need closure, But it don't want no closure
Who am I to judge her past, Plus she said it was over
Spit hotter than the solar, I can trust soul
You niggas some cobras, These world turned me cold, bruh
I should live in tundras, I want my neck froze up
Sick of y'all wait, Got the antidote, what?
R.I.P you lame fucks, Reaping what you sew
Reaper at your throat, Stitch 'em like some raw cut
Stitches like Lilo, See I had stayed alone then I had lost my hope
Then I found something, No it found me on its own
Now when I go to shows, Man sawed-off to the nose
Or land mine to the face, Choose how your mind is blown
Me and Louie fucking go, Your season is over
Your season is over, Got yo jersey hung up
Your season is over, Your season is
FORCE OF HABIT by Paris Texas is a rap song that is brimming with bravado and confidence. The opening line "Walk around like I'm the shit, I think it's a force of habit" suggests that the singer is used to projecting a powerful image of themselves, even if they don't necessarily feel that way inside. They are used to thinking about money all the time, and this too has become a habit. The lyrics suggest that the singer is comfortable in their own skin, and perhaps a little jaded by the world around them. They seem to have a lot of sexual experience, as evidenced by the line "when I'm fuckin' on yo bitch", and are not afraid to speak their mind. The singer is confident in their own abilities, and sees themselves as superior to others, even suggesting that they could "put a nigga in the dirt like a fuckin' shovel".
Throughout the song, the lyrics suggest a kind of nihilism or fatalism, as if the singer is resigned to life's impermanence. The line "nothing lasts forever, keep trying 'til we run out of time" suggests that the singer knows that all things come to an end, and yet they are still willing to try. There is also a sense of camaraderie among the Paris Texas "soldiers", who are determined to succeed despite any obstacles that come their way. Overall, FORCE OF HABIT is an anthem for those who are confident, determined, and unapologetic in their pursuit of success.
Line by Line Meaning
Walk around like I'm the shit, I think it's a force of habit
I have a tendency to act like I'm better than everyone else without necessarily realizing it
All I think about is checks, I think it's a force of habit
I'm obsessed with making money and it's become a natural part of my thought process
This as good as its gon' get
(I waste no time)
When I'm fuckin' on yo bitch
(I take my time)
Don't make me do this again
(Why waste you're time?, I want to but can't make my mind up)
I am conflicted about whether to continue pursuing this sexual encounter, as I am initially eager but then become indecisive
Everybody way too dramatic, I live life in a comedy
Laugh my way to the bank Ha-Ha, Broke as a joke it's alright with me
I'ma be okay one day, Mood ring watch my fuckin' mood change
I don't care what dude say, He speaks with no bass
All treble, Get mixed up yuh
Never on my level, Mixed bitch tits straight out of Heavy Metal
Put a nigga in the dirt like a fuckin' shovel
Tsk tsk tsk, Yeah nigga know better that's 'cause i know myself
You in my shadow like you in stealth, You are my son got a brand new belt
Ugh, Whoop a nigga ass for my goddamn health
I don't take things too seriously and have a humorous outlook on life, despite not having much money. I am confident that my mood will improve over time and don't care what others say about me. My rap game is superior to others and I have a tough, no-nonsense attitude. I am willing to physically fight in order to defend myself.
Nothing lasts forever, Keep trying
Keep trying, 'Til we run out of time
Nothing lasts forever, Keep trying keep trying
'Til we run out of time
Life is transient and fleeting, so we must continue to strive for success and happiness until our time runs out.
Man I thought I told ya, Paris Texas soldiers want everything the light touches
We need that exposure, Go head fix yo camera
Go head clean them lenses, We still gonna show up despite what they told us
Realize y'all take it everywhere, But the maximum
Married to the money, Soon as I heard that y'all broke up
Ask if it need closure, But it don't want no closure
Who am I to judge her past, Plus she said it was over
Spit hotter than the solar, I can trust soul
You niggas some cobras, These world turned me cold, bruh
I should live in tundras, I want my neck froze up
Sick of y'all wait, Got the antidote, what?
R.I.P you lame fucks, Reaping what you sew
Reaper at your throat, Stitch 'em like some raw cut
Stitches like Lilo, See I had stayed alone then I had lost my hope
Then I found something, No it found me on its own
Now when I go to shows, Man sawed-off to the nose
Or land mine to the face, Choose how your mind is blown
Me and Louie fucking go, Your season is over
Your season is over, Got yo jersey hung up
Your season is over, Your season is
We as a group want to achieve success and gain publicity. We don't need closure in our relationships and don't judge people for their past. I am confident in my abilities as a rapper and have hardened myself to the world. I want to live in luxury and am sick of waiting for success. Those who have been disrespectful to me will pay for their actions. I have found meaning in my life, and perform in a bold and explosive manner at my shows alongside my collaborator Louie.
Writer(s): Louie Pastel
Contributed by William N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@ParisTexasUSA
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@Sqkz.
Hyped asf
@streetman8359
its going to be fire
@nathanalonso8258
Finna go crazy 🔥
@sxsha4847
oh shitttt
@SimplyDaniel6
Its been some time that I play a track 20X or more everyday. I have been doing this with Situations, Heavy Metal, and Force of Habit. My first thought when I wake up has been "Everybody way too dramatic" for the past week haha. Cant wait to listen to the other 5 tracks! Bumping y'alls music loud af on the roads everyday down here in Houston TX 🤘🤘🤘
@smackwoodsyt5023
Can’t believe I’m this early for the future
@sarahs5021
Same i feel special
@geekwitglassestv6541
This is a vibe for sure....
@esquiremaxwell9096
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. did