Routine Check 2.0 (feat. The Mitchell Brothers & Sneakbo)
iLL BLU
The good thing with the cameras these days, right
Is that criminals show their truce better than their oath
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
Your hands dig inside our black Stan Smiths
Search whips for packs and sticks
I wonder why a black man's pissed with some gang gang shit
You routinely check what us man do on the routine
Wanna know what, where, when, who's been
And nine times out of ten it gets peak
Run, feds, blunt, Jake's bunt UBO
Couple middle fingers up to the constable
I attempt two nines, said he ain't got time
These cuffs on my wrists feel uncomfortable
BLM, BLM
Don't piss me off, you see me on ends
We told you before on our debut
So don't chat to man like we been friends
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
Look, look, it's the feds
I'm running from them, they want me in pen
Put us in cuffs, knee on my neck
RIP, George, tell me who's next
I wanna know, when will it stop?
They just keep pulling up on the block
Tell me take off my shoes and my socks
So I tell 'em I'm black and a boss
I'm legit, I don't wanna be stopped
I don't want you to put me in cuffs
Count your cases, I pray that I'm bust
But anytime I see feds I'm dust, yes
Yes, I know my rights
I know I'ma be out by tonight
CPS ain't got nothin' on me
Free the brothers, I'm back on the streets, gang, gang
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
Lord forgive me if I black out
This needs more than a hashtag's worth
Choose the deathly words paramount
But there's nothing worse than a balck hearse
So let's judge you all, and you racist cops
That's for gettin' on my damn nerves
See we've had enough of tazers and glocks
And knees on necks, it dont' damn work
Just because I've got a black whip
With a black queen, she's got a black purse
She wants to spend on her black ink
She got a black up, we know her damn worth
This BLM, BLM
'Til I cough up phlegm
I told you before on my debut
So who you talkin' to like we're all friends
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
The good thing with the cameras these days, right
Is that criminals show their truce better than their oath
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
Your hands dig inside our black Stan Smiths
Search whips for packs and sticks
I wonder why a black man's pissed with some gang gang shit
You routinely check what us man do on the routine
Wanna know what, where, when, who's been
And nine times out of ten it gets peak
Run, feds, blunt, Jake's bunt UBO
Couple middle fingers up to the constable
I attempt two nines, said he ain't got time
These cuffs on my wrists feel uncomfortable
BLM, BLM
Don't piss me off, you see me on ends
We told you before on our debut
So don't chat to man like we been friends
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
Look, look, it's the feds
I'm running from them, they want me in pen
Put us in cuffs, knee on my neck
RIP, George, tell me who's next
I wanna know, when will it stop?
They just keep pulling up on the block
Tell me take off my shoes and my socks
So I tell 'em I'm black and a boss
I'm legit, I don't wanna be stopped
I don't want you to put me in cuffs
Count your cases, I pray that I'm bust
But anytime I see feds I'm dust, yes
Yes, I know my rights
I know I'ma be out by tonight
CPS ain't got nothin' on me
Free the brothers, I'm back on the streets, gang, gang
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
Lord forgive me if I black out
This needs more than a hashtag's worth
Choose the deathly words paramount
But there's nothing worse than a balck hearse
So let's judge you all, and you racist cops
That's for gettin' on my damn nerves
See we've had enough of tazers and glocks
And knees on necks, it dont' damn work
Just because I've got a black whip
With a black queen, she's got a black purse
She wants to spend on her black ink
She got a black up, we know her damn worth
This BLM, BLM
'Til I cough up phlegm
I told you before on my debut
So who you talkin' to like we're all friends
Not another routine check
We didn't take this route to be checked
It sounds like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
What d'you mean routine checks?
We didn't take this route to be checked
It feels like you routinely check
Black youths in hoodies and creps
Credits
Writer(s): Kofi Hanson, Darius Ellington Forde, James Wesley Thomas Grant, Agassi Babatunde Olarewaju O B Odusina, Benjamin Balance-drew
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Other Album Tracks
- Ready 2 Rave (Interlude)
- Bang Boogie (feat. MoStack)
- Chop My Money (feat. Krept & Konan, Loski & ZieZie)
- Talk 2 Me (feat. Donae'o, Sneakbo & Aisa)
- Magic (feat. OFB, Bandokay & Double Lz)
- Dumpa (feat. M24 & Unknown T)
- Routine Check 2.0 (feat. The Mitchell Brothers & Sneakbo)
- Lock Arf?? (Interlude)
- Burn One (feat. Loick Essien, 169 & Wretch 32)
- Show & Tell (feat. Aida Lae & Jillionaire)
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