Daily Routine - Joey Bada$$

From the block to the top

Budha baggies in a sock

Only thing that changed now

Is we ain’t runnin' out of stock

Use to beg mom dukes for lunch money

Honies used to run from me

When pockets was dust bunnies

Now what’s funny

Is when done came up and conquered

Even the future lookin' bonkers from Compton to Yonkers

Though them gangstas grill

I tell 'em keep that drama away

Don’t fuck with thieves

I like Jay so who sponsorin' the tape

They launchin' out straights

I’m tryin' not to get sprayed

Whether it’s spitter or a quiter behind the trigger

Approachin' his prey his eyes bigger

Won’t stop to consider what’s right or wrong

Because it’s hard liquor that’s inside his liver

But that’s just daily routine

The streets is couped fiends

Whether the hoops or the booth

Niggas shoot dreams

Better choose the right scheme

Cause you can think you cool with yo nice things

Get wiped cleaned for ice cream when the light speed

Traded in my Nikes for a new mic

I guess it’s safe to say

He sold soles for his new life

Like they were tryna blind us

But we know the true designer

They didn’t wanna see us find the diviners

So now we hit the vines

Up day and night on the regular

I know my momma prayin'

Like she want me reach my aims in life

But just stay in sight

So I’m shootin' for my dreams

Hit the booth and it boost my esteem

The Pro Era crew recruitin'

And them fiends by the boat load

Nigga caught a wave and now he surfin' coastal

They don’t feel the name

But they say that music dope though

Fuck it that’s how it’s supposed to go

These bloggers too emotional

They’ll be postin' you

Until labels start Interscopin' you

By then it’s Wale

And I’ll be chillin' where I lay

Cause I rather see the top

Than to be livin' where I lay