Automatic
(Attention)
Blades brush your neck
Aftermath, rats cross my fucking path
It's the way they act, what do they expect? (hey)
Don't push your luck, I overreact
It's automatic
Pathetic cunts act dramatic
When they face a knife with their name on it ('sup)
Boy I steal your life and make your friend vomit (ahahah)
Just wait for it
Y'all shit my dick when I'm off pills
Awful thoughts return, that's why I'm hostile (fuck)
I fuck y'all up, ain't a big deal
The shit you spit is so fake, it makes me feel real
Don't take my kindness for weakness, I'm fearless
Reckless dawg, I'll leave you all speechless
Talk less, boy I'll cut you to pieces (I'll stab y'all)
You know it's a street thing
Don't want to be leaking
I ain't trusting no one (can't trust nobody)
If it come down to my life
Though threaten my life
Jump and bustin' my gun (yeah, bust my shit)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
Yo, you looking at the face of death
Gun shots, make a bet
First nigga take a step
Pistol where your face is at
Tell me what you make it at
Give you life, take it back
Celebrate in case of that
Cost of life, who pays for that?
Most of you niggas fade to black
Can't believe you came for that
You cryin'? It's too late for that
Too many in the grave for that
Had to step away from that
Departed, but I made it back
Target symbol on my back
Never catch a nigga lack
I'm still waiting, I swear
Wanna test me? beware (test me)
A false step, I'll be there
If I get mad easily it's just 'cause I care
I take punches with ease and I punch back
Made a mistake if you thought I'm a shy fag
(I see no pride flags)
If I kick your teeth your eyes become airbags (ahahah)
Never relied on anyone
Unlike these wannabe's (nah)
That's why I'm always on my own
When I'm smoking OG
That's why I'm always fucking fuzzed
Even when I chill (fuck)
That's why I'm always fucking high
Because I'm tryna heal
Disappointed by fake friends and fake handshakes
That's why I spit more venom than a rattlesnake
My heart's full of hate
It takes what it takes
Restless dawg, I'm always awake
You know it's a street thing
Don't want to be leaking
I ain't trusting no one (can't trust nobody)
If it come down to my life
Though threaten my life
Jump and bustin' my gun (yeah, bust my shit)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
Blades brush your neck
Aftermath, rats cross my fucking path
It's the way they act, what do they expect? (hey)
Don't push your luck, I overreact
It's automatic
Pathetic cunts act dramatic
When they face a knife with their name on it ('sup)
Boy I steal your life and make your friend vomit (ahahah)
Just wait for it
Y'all shit my dick when I'm off pills
Awful thoughts return, that's why I'm hostile (fuck)
I fuck y'all up, ain't a big deal
The shit you spit is so fake, it makes me feel real
Don't take my kindness for weakness, I'm fearless
Reckless dawg, I'll leave you all speechless
Talk less, boy I'll cut you to pieces (I'll stab y'all)
You know it's a street thing
Don't want to be leaking
I ain't trusting no one (can't trust nobody)
If it come down to my life
Though threaten my life
Jump and bustin' my gun (yeah, bust my shit)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
Yo, you looking at the face of death
Gun shots, make a bet
First nigga take a step
Pistol where your face is at
Tell me what you make it at
Give you life, take it back
Celebrate in case of that
Cost of life, who pays for that?
Most of you niggas fade to black
Can't believe you came for that
You cryin'? It's too late for that
Too many in the grave for that
Had to step away from that
Departed, but I made it back
Target symbol on my back
Never catch a nigga lack
I'm still waiting, I swear
Wanna test me? beware (test me)
A false step, I'll be there
If I get mad easily it's just 'cause I care
I take punches with ease and I punch back
Made a mistake if you thought I'm a shy fag
(I see no pride flags)
If I kick your teeth your eyes become airbags (ahahah)
Never relied on anyone
Unlike these wannabe's (nah)
That's why I'm always on my own
When I'm smoking OG
That's why I'm always fucking fuzzed
Even when I chill (fuck)
That's why I'm always fucking high
Because I'm tryna heal
Disappointed by fake friends and fake handshakes
That's why I spit more venom than a rattlesnake
My heart's full of hate
It takes what it takes
Restless dawg, I'm always awake
You know it's a street thing
Don't want to be leaking
I ain't trusting no one (can't trust nobody)
If it come down to my life
Though threaten my life
Jump and bustin' my gun (yeah, bust my shit)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
Credits
Writer(s): Kirk Jones
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