Addictions Lyrics – Brent Faiyaz

Addictions Details:

Song: Addictions
Album : Wasteland (2022)
Singer : Brent Faiyaz
Featuring : Tre’ Amani
Produced By : Jordan Ware, Brent Faiyaz
Written By : Jordan Ware, Beat Butcha, Brent Faiyaz, Tre’ Amani

Addictions Lyrics -Brent Faiyaz

Maybe It’s The Love
The Drugs, The Weed, The Pu$$y
Maybe It’s All The Above
Maybe I Don’t Need A Hug
Maybe I’m Just Fu*ked Up
Maybe It’s The Love
He Drugs, The Weed, The Pu$$y
Maybe It’s All The Above
Maybe I Don’t Need A Hug
Maybe I’m Just Fu*ked Up

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 D!ck 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 Fu*k Around
I Should Fu*k Around

Maybe It’s The Love
The Drugs, The Weed, The Pu$$y
Maybe It’s All The Above
Maybe I Don’t Need A Hug
Maybe I’m Just Fu*ked Up
Maybe It’s The Love
The Drugs, The Weed, The Pu$$y
Maybe It’s All The Above
Maybe I Don’t Need A Hug
Maybe I’m Just Fu*ked Up
Maybe Its All The Above

I Said
I Said, “A Thot Gone Be Thot
” So, I’m Like, “Fu*k 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 Sipping?
I’m On Some Bullshit, My ’94 Scottie Pippen
So Save The Last Dance For
When I’m Drunk And When I’m Hitting
Your Boyfriend Lame
That Boy Pu$$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, Fu*k 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 Are Killing Mines
Hard Times, Sending Cold Chills Down My Spine
It’s Dark Now
At Sunrise I Was Feeling Fine
Nothing 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 Clocking Me
These Diamonds Leave Them Blind
Jealousy And Envy
I Swear That I’m Reading Minds
Baby Momma Called, Saying
“Yeah! You Acting Different”
All These Drugs
And These H0es Got You Fu*king Tripping
I Made A Million On The Road
You’ll Be Happy Christmas
Saying I Would Stay Down
But You Know I Didn’t, Yeah!

Maybe It’s The Love
The Drugs, The Weed, The Pu$$y
Maybe It’s All The Above
Maybe I Don’t Need A Hug
Maybe I’m Just Fu*ked Up
Maybe It’s The Love
The Drugs, The Weed, The Pu$$y
Maybe It’s All The Above
Maybe I Don’t Need A Hug
Maybe I’m Just Fu*ked Up
Maybe It’s All The Above