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automated suicide
Feed on the sun
Nowhere to run
Can't leave your home
Checkmate
Night or day
Don't sleep

Who got your back
Who got your back
Me

My wheels are wildly spinning, driving me to thoughts of homicidal family curse is  a cycle
The key to survival, getting off the hamster wheel

Loud
Loud
That shit is like a automated message that Loud you feel me?
500 degrees when you see me take a dab
It's like driving thru the city I just

knows that I'm hella faded
She got me intoxicated
Driving in that automated
4 door Tesla push to start
See her walking on Mars
Wearing that Prada
Like

Driving at night making love to the lights
The city and I are one
Fill up my drink, i’m in overdrive
And you’re just staying alive

The forum is set,

the platform, got the plan
Take my niggas away from whippin' pans
Take my niggas away
We gon' find another way
Ridin' on my wave, we gon' go to outer space
Find

I’m wearing fur
Rocky road it’s a part of the landform
Nigga start flowing to test the water like scantron
Automated commands truth hits like a handgun

their version of
Saturn, Saturn
Now listen and learn, learn and listen, listen
Run, run now come
Ill train ya on another platform
Wordplay genius yep

Antoine who lives in a box 
Tiny still and automated 

At the close of the day 
We will have nothing to say
I'll reach out and shut the light
I've never

but I didn't have the platform
I've been working hard, then my dreams turned into free fall

Now listen, I had this plan since I was 14
Only one who

White streak in my hair but no stress now
Trade-off, that guy's looking like a mess now
Driving off the tracks, but I'm back
And I've seen hell

I try to get you off my brain
These thoughts keep driving me insane
I wonder what she’d say
I wonder if she feels the same way

This platform is

Out his bitch, uh, 20,000 on a whip, Almost spent 100,000 on a wrist, uh, Niggas playin'
They get lifted, I ain't talkin' driving', Boy, you gettin'

know I can rap quick
And if you don't think so, gotta fact check
Just talk to me and my fat checks
Eatin driving then he had a wreck
What're those

What you gonna do
When you pull your curtains down

Hey now
Life is hard 	
When you hit the ground

Waiting on the platform
In the driving rain
Waiting

In my lane
I'm the only one that's driving custom drop tops
Play my game
I killem all and going til I drop
Sights in aim
I can do some shit that'll

In my lane
I'm the only one that's driving custom drop tops
Play my game
I kill'em all and going til' I drop
Sights in aim
I can do some shit that'll

Memories 

On the way driving back to my house
Don't wanna wake up from the dream I'm in right now
Don't wanna wake up
Don't wanna wake up

Arcade Dreams

rattle me, swallow me
Follow if you can
You’re so hollow, you wallow, you know you never can
Overrated automated western cars
from a far makes me sick
Imma

Self driving cars

Rockets to mars

The wold is changing

So much where to begin

Blockchain is here now

The real cash cow

Everything becoming

of driving by saks
Without a sack
So I put a end to that

Conscience did me bad
So this gas
I put it in a wrap

Casamigos in my lap
I pour these sins into

Your Call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system
Dang Bro
I met her a little not while ago
Listen, it was
New year's evening

hospitals
We’d have self-driving cars
We’d have farms that are 100% automated
We’d have clean energy
At that point we could use technology
Breakthroughs

Ten staggered automated voices on a loop
Give me the special with wheels I gotta get out of the soup
I won't even pack, the lay lines just point