Routine
Routine

Matt Movin' - Routine Lyrics

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Routine Lyrics

I can't wait on money I'm impatient and I run shit
She say put it on me I don't want her she a dumb bitch
Mine was with me hustlin' we still out here on that us shit
Get yourself together I ain't who you coming up with
Hundred thousand dollars in a louis bag duffel
We the ones you ask about and they say you in trouble
Got it all out the mud really started off the muscle
I can call my plug and get you gone without a struggle
Forces wit Amiri jeans they asking why not red bottoms
I look down remember things like I come from the dead bottom
I don't let much get to me but free my dawgs the feds got 'em
And they should be right here with me these rats be causing hella problems
Then walking round like shit just cool support from every snitches' group
Quick to play the gangsta role knowing ain't much we can do
May you all die in your sleep in the middle of a night terror
Permanent sleep paralysis no waking up just lie there
I can't stop gettin' money this shit way more than a habit
Wake up in the morning thank the Lord then get the bag in
And every time I lay me down pray no one with me rattin
Addicted to the money knew it when I started trappin
Can't never seem to get enough just when I think I'm passed it
Whole nother bag whole nother day in traffic
Running when they see our face we call that blue magic
I just got to have it safe to say I'm an addict
I don't lie on beats I keep it me and that's why I'm rare
I don't fuck with police we do not speak and that's why I'm here
Mind clear like vv's shittin' on all of my exes
Shittin' on all of my haters something wrong with my intestines
I'm so addicted to paper I might have to hit a session
Hi my name is tell you later I'll be back here in a second
I got swang tendencies when it come to them blue strips
Not all just some no bitch in me so miss me with that bullshit
Brick talk yet they pushin' teens see I can't even fool with it
No fronts pay in full or leave but move wrong get the full clip
Screaming oh god like the pulpit I'm standin' on all of that business
Ram dick in all of they bitches scanning out all acting friendly
Handing out not even pennies damage done taught me no feelings
Grandma who taught me be different damned if I'm not til it's finished
In bandos went hard with the whippin' grams finally got me to chickens
Hands on no talkin' or slippin' blammers for all oppositions
Did you even breathe?
I can't stop gettin' money this shit way more than a habit
Wake up in the mornin' thank the Lord then get the bag in
And every time I lay me down pray no one with me rattin
Addicted to the money knew it when I started trappin
Can't never seem to get enough just when I think I'm passed it
Whole nother bag whole nother day in traffic
Runnin' when they see our face we call that blue magic
I just got to have it safe to say I'm an addict I'm an addict

I can't wait on money I'm impatient and I run shit
She say put it on me I don't want her she a dumb bitch
Mine was with me hustlin' we still out here on that us shit
Get yourself together I ain't who you coming up with
Hundred thousand dollars in a louis bag duffel
We the ones you ask about and they say you in trouble
Got it all out the mud really started off the muscle
I can call my plug and get you gone without a struggle
Forces wit Amiri jeans they asking why not red bottoms
I look down remember things like I come from the dead bottom
I don't let much get to me but free my dawgs the feds got 'em
And they should be right here with me these rats be causing hella problems
Then walking round like shit just cool support from every snitches' group
Quick to play the gangsta role knowing ain't much we can do
May you all die in your sleep in the middle of a night terror
Permanent sleep paralysis no waking up just lie there
I can't stop gettin' money this shit way more than a habit
Wake up in the morning thank the Lord then get the bag in
And every time I lay me down pray no one with me rattin
Addicted to the money knew it when I started trappin
Can't never seem to get enough just when I think I'm passed it
Whole nother bag whole nother day in traffic
Running when they see our face we call that blue magic
I just got to have it safe to say I'm an addict
I don't lie on beats I keep it me and that's why I'm rare
I don't fuck with police we do not speak and that's why I'm here
Mind clear like vv's shittin' on all of my exes
Shittin' on all of my haters something wrong with my intestines
I'm so addicted to paper I might have to hit a session
Hi my name is tell you later I'll be back here in a second
I got swang tendencies when it come to them blue strips
Not all just some no bitch in me so miss me with that bullshit
Brick talk yet they pushin' teens see I can't even fool with it
No fronts pay in full or leave but move wrong get the full clip
Screaming oh god like the pulpit I'm standin' on all of that business
Ram dick in all of they bitches scanning out all acting friendly
Handing out not even pennies damage done taught me no feelings
Grandma who taught me be different damned if I'm not til it's finished
In bandos went hard with the whippin' grams finally got me to chickens
Hands on no talkin' or slippin' blammers for all oppositions
Did you even breathe?
I can't stop gettin' money this shit way more than a habit
Wake up in the mornin' thank the Lord then get the bag in
And every time I lay me down pray no one with me rattin
Addicted to the money knew it when I started trappin
Can't never seem to get enough just when I think I'm passed it
Whole nother bag whole nother day in traffic
Runnin' when they see our face we call that blue magic
I just got to have it safe to say I'm an addict I'm an addict

Writer(s): Matthew Long
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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