Automatic

Let 'em have it
You expect me to give everything up and let 'em have it
Uh, uh, and just let 'em have it
You expect me to give everything up and let 'em have it
They ain't take my friend away from me, they took my fuckin' family

You don't wanna see me out in traffic with this automatic
I'm the type of nigga leave you worried without an answer
I'ma put this AP on my wrist even though I can't fit it
Real nigga, come straight from out them trenches, captioning my pictures
Ain't no love between me and them, I just deal with 'em
Ain't no blood between me and him, I just kill with him
He move out of town, thinkin' shit sweet, I bet we still get him
You probably never knew the bitch you love would let you burn, right?
I was just moving too fast, soon shit went left, I wish I turned right
Wish I could've helped Miss Nikki out when they turned out the lights
I wish I was there when big bro died and helped put up a fight
Lot of niggas ain't even wanna slide, it opened up my eyes
I wake up, just pop a Perc' and go, I'm so tired of tryin'
I got a call that a nigga had died on the road, fuck it, he should've been drivin'
I got a call that a- nigga died for sure, want somethin' to do with that body
Get you some money, go sell you a bag or somethin', I don't want nobody 'round me

I was just walkin' alone on the road, I wasn't even lookin' for smoke
Get that lil' feeling through my whole body whenever that knocks at the door
Got me clutching on my blick now, I look left and my right before I go
I got some shit make you sit down, stand up, and get back on the floor
Ain't no love, ain't no love no matter where you go
I look up and I see mugs whenever I'm doin' good
Nigga said somethin', I don't give a fuck, sent him back to the hood
Without me, then you wouldn't even eat, let's get that understood

You don't wanna see me out in traffic with this automatic
I'm the type of nigga leave you worried without an answer
I'ma put this AP on my wrist even though I can't fit it
Real nigga, come straight from out them trenches, captioning my pictures
Ain't no love between me and them, I just deal with 'em
Ain't no blood between me and him, I just kill with him
He move out of town, thinkin' shit sweet, I bet we still get him
You probably never knew the bitch you love would let you burn, right?
I was just moving too fast, soon shit went left, I wish I turned right
Wish I could've helped Miss Nikki out when they turned out the lights
I wish I was there when big bro died and helped put up a fight
Lot of niggas ain't even wanna slide, it opened up my eyes
I wake up, just pop a Perc' and go, I'm so tired of tryin'
I got a call that a nigga had died on the road, fuck it, he should've been drivin'
I got a call that a- nigga died for sure, want somethin' to do with that body
Get you some money, go sell you a bag or somethin', I don't want nobody 'round me

It's my life, do what I want
Extended clips in all my guns
My nigga like Glocks with drums
Might buy switches for us all
'Fore we walk up in the mall
Put our blicks inside our drawers
'Fore we spin and knock 'em off
Take the tags off all our cars
Mud baby, catch a body, take a picture with the rod
Thug baby, if we both get caught, then she gon' take the charge
Sticks in the condo, drive slow when you in the garage (nah, for real)

You don't wanna see me out in traffic with this automatic
I'm the type of nigga leave you worried without an answer
I'ma put this AP on my wrist even though I can't fit it
Real nigga, come straight from out them trenches, captioning my pictures
Ain't no love between me and them, I just deal with 'em
Ain't no blood between me and him, I just kill with him
He move out of town, thinkin' shit sweet, I bet we still get him
You probably never knew the bitch you love would let you burn, right?
I was just moving too fast, soon shit went left, I wish I turned right
Wish I could've helped Miss Nikki out when they turned out the lights
I wish I was there when big bro died and helped put up a fight
Lot of niggas ain't even wanna slide, it opened up my eyes
I wake up, just pop a Perc' and go, I'm so tired of tryin'
I got a call that a nigga had died on the road, fuck it, he should've been drivin'
I got a call that a- nigga died for sure, want somethin' to do with that body
Get you some money, go sell you a bag or somethin', I don't want nobody 'round me