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pay light bill crime rate going up
I stay with an automatic tell a nigga no capping
post the stick no caption whole lotta reaction tell them stop this

Assassinate 'em like the president
Damn, yuh
You can tell by the way that I move that God is protecting me and I
Know I'm the best but fuck it I don't stress,

And I was like "no sir we're just having fun"
Automatic down the block sending shots like a ton
Lead by the wheels all we hear is him blast it
Skrrt off

Breathe
You a queen
Just need a throne
Nigga tryna slide in
Through your phone
You pass by me
My mind it be blown
You are top 5
And it need to be known

rabbit
Dope man I gotta have it
Tote a fully automatic
Got a switch cause I’m really really bout it bout it
Came up with a movement
That ain’t really how I

He grabbed round the shoulders - pulled her by her hair
She kicked him in the groin, cut his face with her nails 
What does that tell you that back

Always pissed off, nah you can't tell by my expression
Why's it so hard to find a genuine connection?
Heart on my sleeve, constantly needing some attention

Catch a rapist by the toe
Break apart his spinal cords
And shove a pineapple down his throat
Smack him with a television remote
Dressed up as the cable

a building I do automatic
We gettin' quick, bitch eat seven dicks, he's hella sick: you need a prophylactic
Listen to my rap catalogue, check my stats: maxing

it on your eyeballs
Put me in the fuckin' ward, surrounded by them white walls
5150 bitch, my third time, ain't no fuckin' 'round
I'ma load the fuckin'

the barrios to the burbs
From the streets and to the steeples

Yeah
You can call me Solar cuz I'm powered by the son yeah
You can call it boastin but I'm

there right now stop callin my phone
Automatic all of my weapons oh 
Rollin that keesha no Reggie oh 
These ain't adidas these Giuseppe's oh
Apidextrious

pockets gettin' swollen
Devil on my shoulders, saying I better start rollin'
Picked up the mac now its time to kill
Put the fuckin' clip into the automatic

catholic
Visions of The Otherside don't come with distractions
Got my short cheffin this ain't a plate
This a palette
It's coming to me like It's automatic
I

To get
I'm automatic if you give me the Step
I back out a tec you better call a ref
And i can't wait til i get me that Wraith
But not on my first one

gyal a vomit
Face mash up bone bruck up
Leff e scene tragic 
Switch pon e glock
So yk seh it automatic 

Right away me raise di K
Yo a who fi dead?
Murda

to impress with these bars I’m presentin
I just want to make change in this world by investin
What I write in my mind Jot it down on the paper
Then decide I

love, it's automatic
There's a curtain, I see past it
I liked the world better when I still believed in magic, man
I used to imagine
Winnin' with my

hoes by the load they gon' come in minutes
New diamonds came in from the jeweler
Left hand on hold clip tight long a ruler
Right hand gone hit bust down

a nigga that moans
Hell that let me know if you liking it
Drive automatic but I'll take that stick
That thang hanging, I'll make that fit
Mama raised a G, I

And make moves by yourself so Yu the only one that know he dead



Mirror  Mirror On The wall

Who the flyest of them all

Spend Dem racks up in da mall

Yea

Little hoe says she love me, don't know what that means
But I got to get rich and that's by any means
Jayhkood on that block he was serving the fiends
When

With a semi-automatic, living drastic
So don't you get too close to me
Cause I might blast it
And paint another scenery
Nigga this is what they made me

artists
You know that feeling that's gone bring nostalgia
When you listen to a track
Take you 5 years back
But it's automatic
Man it's game over, take over