Routine (feat. Rick Ross & Meek Mill)

Meek Mill：
Yeah
So much money you gotta put that s**t on a scale n***a
We ain't never goin' back to being broke
One time for all my young n***as in the trenches
Woo
Meek Mill：
Ain't chasing a b***h I'm chasing a dream
You know the routine
Ah d **n look what a n***a done made of the team
You know the routine
I know why they jealous I be on the type of stuff they never seen
You know the routine
Whole 'nother level I s**t on them n***as and ain't even mean it
Whoa whoa
Meek Mill：
Young n***a blowin' old money spend a milli ' make it back
Whoa whoa
Made enough off a old hustle I don't even gotta rap
Whoa
Grind and I get it stack and I spend it you know the routine
You know the routine
Poppin' them tags gettin' them bags you know the routine hey
You know the routine
Wale：
Mike Amiri put a hole in my jeans
I ain't playin ' in a whole 'nother league
Go to Philly then I go to Reddys
Then I get a Rollie then I meet a b***h
And then I get a zip
And then I take a dip into her womaness
I feel like Carson Wentz
I got the wisdom
If a n***a sit the bench
I got a funny feeling that you n***as fooling
Boy he still the coldest
This the moment I come different yeah
Yeah BAPE Folarin no monkey business
Can't H&M that's no
Shout out to women in Cape Town
Africa's always a great time
Donald said all of us live in huts
I tell him dummy go to Lagos
Oh you n***as like to play tough
You really hatin' 'cause your pay stub
Philly women really chillin' with me
Now Ireally can't stop sayin' jawn
The double-M-G is back mo'
See me with Sneak and with fat boy
See they can sleep on my raps they have
But who really really can bag h*es
Meek Mill：
Young n***a blowin' old money
Folarin b***h
Spend a milli' make it back
Whoa whoa
Made enough off a old hustle I don't even gotta rap
Whoa
Grind and I get it stack and I spend it you know the routine
You know the routine
Poppin' them tags gettin' them bags you know the routine hey
You know the routine
Meek Mill：
You know how we living I ain't gotta post it
I don't
I ain't even boastin'
Yeah
How many times I gotta tell you 'bout these 'Raris and Wraiths and Ghosts
Skrrt-skrrt
How many times I gotta tell you that I mob La Cosa Nostra
The mob
How many famous b***hes do I gotta f**k for the love of the culture
Oh Lord everything Kosher
Came in this b***h with a chip on my shoulder
Whoa
Took it to Vegas
Vegas
I bet it all at the table at poker
Whoa
Just look at they faces
Faces
I know they don 't like how I'm f**king them over
They don't
These n***as is crazy
Crazy
You never gon' catch me out rockin' a choker
No
I'm on some s**t right now I feelin' lit right now
Lit right now
We catch a snake in the grass he gettin' clipped right down
Brrt brrt
I got a hundred in cash I'm 'bout to spend right now
Spend right now
They try to put me in last but what do it look like now
Woo
Meek Mill ：
Young n***a blowin' old money spend a milli' make it back
Whoa whoa
Made enough off a old hustle I don't even gotta rap
Whoa
Grind and I get it stack and I spend it you know the routine
You know the routine
Poppin' them tags gettin' them bags you know the routine hey
You know the routine
Rick Ross：
Fingerprints on that d**e money
Healy sent you to a new crib
Huh
Bad b ***h speak pig Latin
Tussionex with a new seal
Huh
Sticker price with the white bricks
Raekwon with the Wu deal
Woo
Slice a pie and we all eat
Stick a straw in my cough syrup
I don't f**k with these weirdos
Swear to God it be paranoid
Treat a jet like it's a cab fare
Sold a brick came back for it
Your whole clique be your pallbearers
R-I-P for a small error
Black Phantom blessed pharaoh
Black Bo' rest well
Bo
Collins Ave in a high rise
C*****e white skyline
What I labeled a memoir
To broke n***as is sci-fi
Bad b***h on my side line
Name tatted on five wives
Stackin' money like Mayweather
And they heard I got nine lives
Meek Mill：
Young n***a blowin' old money spend a milli' make it back
Whoa whoa
Made enough off a old hustle I don't even gotta rap
Whoa
Grind and I get it stack and I spend it you know the routine
You know the routine
Poppin' them tags gettin' them bags you know the routine hey
You know the routine