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The routine

Biiitch
(Woah, woah, woah)

Bitch don't call [?]
I'm too high for that bullshit talk, I'ma walk, I'm gone
[?] need a new idea
I see it in your eyes like visine like I'm your motherfuckin' mom
When you around me, shit, you are not on
Everyone walk around like they the one
I don't wanna walk around unless I'm drunk
Is he the talk of the town or he just a punk?
Handsome, loafers, good wife
Banned from MoMA, [?]
Can of soda, green tea Arizona
Hand me the doja, which type?
What it look like? I just want the good price
Tryna run 'em over man, Suge Knight
I just want some chocha, good night
Cash in my check, make sure the neighborhood right

Rugrat turned club rat
Old head wanna be a young cat
This the city that we live in
I just wanna kick some wisdom to the kids that's finna run that
Time passed, time that you'll never find back
Trust that, settle for the [?] fuck that (huh)
But really whatchu thinkin' man
Cause everything centered where the drinking and the drugs at

Since [?] everyday a little new scene
I don't wanna hear about all that art that you seen
I was fucking up in MOMA, kicked up out the museum
That's some real art shit, really just my routine
They kicked me off and accepted my shit
20 years, time to have a retrospective [?] on the kid
Come on man, sex is not a sin
So New York I be [?]
Woah, woah, woah
Everybody know I [?]
Just go roll you a blunt, can't cope with the fuck shit
[?] in the dutch

Rugrat turned club rat
Old head wanna be a young cat
This the city that we live in
I just wanna kick some wisdom to the kids that's finna run that
Time passed, time that you'll never find back
Trust that, settle for the [?] fuck that
But really whatchu thinkin' man
Cause everything centered where the drinking and the drugs at