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717 cee - automatic lyrics

[intro]
astrolab
gang, gang
yeah, yeah (gang)

[verse]
n+ggas really talkin’, but they play me when the speaker on
balenci in my closet, they say owens when the sneakers on
sneakers in my comments talkin’ sh+t, but keep the bleachers warm
[?] while i’m totin’ on a flame, i got the heater on
hollows hit him in his f+ckin’ back, [?]
i been posted up with a strap, takin’ my beam off
you’re the ones to cap up on the at, then go and make the trap
we gon’ have ’em runnin’ like it’s tag, hit ’em with the mac
n+ggas really talkin’ on the tv, but don’t want the static
if they do, we make ’em disappear, i ain’t talkin’ magic
lotta n+ggas wearin’ polyester, and i’m wearin’ fabric
i be paintin’ pictures when i rap, i ain’t talkin’ graphics
family on my back, i need a plaque, the way i’m k!llin’ sh+t
i done made more songs than the n+ggas that been in this sh+t
life is good, so i don’t really care, i’m finna live this sh+t
[?] we ain’t talk, catch a opp, i’m finna spin they whip
make the money like a boss, huh, i’m the ceo
y’all be movin’ like a sloth, y’all be really slow
they be cappin’ on they neck ’cause they won’t really go
and a lotta rappers [?], won’t do different flows
when we up the smith, you better run, or you n+ggas done
and i’m gettin’ a’s up in school, n+ggas really dumb
and i’m addin’ up like [?]
hunnid round drum on the gun, bullets get him stunned
i will not be someone that i’m not, hit him in his top
y’all is not ready when i drop, pull up just to shop
and i went to school where my opps shoulda bring the chop
i was up in la in the spot, tryna duck the cops (gang)

- 717 cee lyrics

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