Routine

Lyrics

[Chorus: Michael Christmas] You can bet your secrets safe with me In these moments, got no place to be You know misery loves company Ain't no [?] please don't come for me I woke up [?] nigga bust my life up, sucka free Then I woke up one more time, found out this was just a dream Smoke and drink my problems down, that's just the ruteen Get back up from falling down, that's just the ruteen [Verse 1: Michael Christmas] I remember how I used to sleep Opened up the crib, had all my family deep Now I walk around my crib, [?] Neighbors smell that smell, [?] know the shit was me We had [?] his crib, y'all got one [?] me Now my mama moving in her house like next week [?] For the grind, shit is week Taking off [?] I know niggas had me beat [?] make them sleep [?] [?] just a peak We is all unique I don't do the petty, no pick me If you scared, you sleep [?] on my shoulder, [?] sweet Used to [?] me Rest my shoulder, drink and dump my guts, like a swisher sweet I don't wanna hear not today, please don't bitch at me Rolling straight through heaven with my grandma, how I pictured me Finna [?] with this Earth shit, make the kids sing like Ertha Kit Every day I ask, is it worth the shit? On the other side, be worth a lick Bitch [Chorus: Michael Christmas] You can bet your secrets safe with me In these moments, got no place to be You know misery loves company Ain't no [?] please don't come for me I woke up [?] nigga bust my life up, sucka free Then I woke up one more time, found out this was just a dream Smoke and drink my problems down, that's just the ruteen Get back up from falling down, that's just the ruteen [Verse 2: Big Grimp] Jungle with gorilla, all my niggas going ape Go check my minilla, I'm that fellin out the gate [?] niggas on wellfair, some of my niggas on Section Eight They like that I'm living a nightmare Soon as I wake up, I'm feeling hate The fire, the demons, they right there I wake and bake just to meditate I used to [?] in that [?] Don't need no help, I'ma get up Now when they call, I don't pick up Thinking it's sweet is a mix up You know misery love company Never let a nigga come for me [?] the GOAT Keep that 45 in my coat I'm shining, he leaking He dead, he dreaming I don't show no love, I'm a demon Now he really dripping, he bleeding I be locked and loaded in the limozeen With Michael Christmas, no Christmas Eve Know I'm The Grinch that stole Christmas Look what I put on my wishlist AR 15, Ruger with the beam, baretta 92, extra magazine [?] gave me a wood I got the buzz like I'm Lightyear New Glock [?] I fear God, but I don't got fear [Chorus: Michael Christmas] You can bet your secrets safe with me In these moments, got no place to be You know misery loves company Ain't no [?] please don't come for me I woke up [?] nigga bust my life up, sucka free Then I woke up one more time, found out this was just a dream Smoke and drink my problems down, that's just the ruteen Get back up from falling down, that's just the ruteen