Routine (Original) lyrics

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[Verse]
Gang been at the top, and b*tch we're never leavin'
Ain't sellin' my soul, still fightin' all my demons
(And I really mean it)
(You cut me once, b*tch, I'ma cut you back, then I'ma call this sh*t even)
(Yeah, you my son, no we not equal)
(I'm in my prime, this my sequel, huh)
Let 'em know that's it up there
Talk-Talk down, it's a [?], now it's stuck there
Model ho, finna pay for her butt
'Bout the guap, Lil Job, n*gga, turn down for what?
Backdoor, b*tch we don't go through the front
It's some bum ass n*ggas that had to get cut
Flip sh*t, but I ain't into the stunts
Walk down, twin gettin' adrenaline rush (C'mon)
Claim he cold, he folded under heat
Rap n*gga told, I know he bit the cheese, huh (Haha)
Now he up on the stream
Guess twin gotta get this sh*t by any mean, huh
Know he got a fam' to feed
I was sixteen, just tryna feed the fam'
Was a lil' boy, boss into a man
Stopped reachin' out, n*ggas tried to cut my hand, huh (C'mon)
V8 engine, take off in a Lamb'
One way flight, I'm goin' to Japan
Huh, w-w-we got sticks, like marchin' band
Put the Glock down, I could get up with my hands
b*tch in my phone, like, "'Kota you the best"
I-I-I'm on these drugs, I could feel it in my chest-, chest
I need a hunnid-