Daily Routine

[Wigs] Aiyo, I woke up this morning, with this track on my mind Protein shake, and I dust off the nine Drunk on the scooter, with the flawless cut Push through the hood, to see what the day shook up I seen Crunch in West Brighton, and he's gettin' it and He's been hustlin', since three in the morning What up, hit me with a dove of the Gerdess Studio Laughing Dog, we puff murder Ghost drop tracks, like a bat out of hell Starks Enterprise, we be the new cartels So I stroll through Stapleton, just to see Trife God stuck at the P.L.O., talkin' to Life Seen Meth at the LightZip, buyin' a Lex' So I parked my scooter, and I stroll through the projects I seen Lounge up posted at 160 Donna in the dollar van, fuckin' with the gypsies, so I Hopped the fence, ride down to 55 Bigga Ben in the truck with Hass, ready to ride So I slid in the back of the F 150 Seen Du-Lilz, on our why to the city Clock' do movies, so we stopped to see Diddy Black Rob to, on some "special delivery" But now I gots to shuffle to Shaolin To meet Big Jerry Wu, back at the gym But the NARCS pulled us over, in the black Tahoe Made me get out and strip down to my wallo's What they mad, cuz my wrist all stocky Bad broad on my arm, and my style too cocky Last name ain't Balboa, but they call me Rocky Come on, pa, told you, can't nobody stop me Over the bridge, back to Staten Isle My wife cook the big healthy meal, she my love child Detour bar, eggs and steak Man, she kissed me on the lips, and said "You comin' home late?" So I jumped in the whip, jumped on the jack I call Lord Mike, just to chitchat Told me O's been lookin' for me for days He at, Four-Forty house with an ounce of haze And they goin' to the studio, to slay more beats And he love how my music's been hittin' the streets So I bounced to the joint, just to lay more tracks Hit the ATM first, just to count my stash Just relax, you know the daily routine