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b. rook [b.rook780] - automatic lyrics

[verse]
yeah
it’s survival of the fittest
i know mine won’t get diminished
in the way i caught a vibe could take it viral any minute
ride in mine it’s tinted
other side they try to spin it
i don’t need another sign, i read the fine when it was printed
naa don’t get offended
probably won’t attend it
cause i ain’t got no time if it ain’t business
tryin’ on the rise, but i’m fine with that commitment
y’all don’t gotta get it, but i gotta get it
wait ’til it ain’t manifestin’, wait ’til i don’t have to stretch it
wait ’til i got everything i wanted, it was back in seventeen when i got rap impressin’
cj in the snap was gassin’, i was pushin’ me to get my satisfaction
it be everybody frontin’ really got the backin’
but i’ll leave it at that
way i document it, that’s what keep her attached
probably be resentin’ it if she knew the half
don’t see my percentages let me do the math
they ain’t carryin’ they weight, i can see through the mask
sorry i ain’t got no time for it
back since whippin’ cav i had the drive for it
still i’m on a run, goin’ dumb, somethin like forest
property with acres
forbes listers probably the neighbors
labels thinkin’ signin’ me should get to signin’ waivers
i know i’m the illest but i promise ain’t the safest
unless you bettin’ on me get to runnin’ up the wages
ride or die for luke, he been down since they was throwin’ me in cages
know i could’ve lost it
push comes to shove like a mosh pit
go ’til i’m exhausted
only tips that they could give me, how to get ’em frosted
ride or die for bird and i gotta pray for boston
keep it flyer than most
should probably hand ’em out for me, but it’s pride and they won’t
rather keep me on the side, they could try but they know
i’m a star, why the texts go green, on a galaxy note
ain’t no sod, kissin’ me through the phone
i’ve been in it by myself, never got me a loan
do what they won’t, yeah
my brothers go on vacays, but it’s not been with me
before it’s puerto vallarta there’s more i gotta achieve
i could give my two cents, out of pocket for free
like anybody think they got it must’ve got it from me
same way she probably talkin’ bout the hiv
so i only keep it raw with the flows
dm with your ex and she with me, how it goes
i ain’t finna pick her up if she just wanna roll
walk in my shoes, know the devil on my soul
how i’m supposed to keep it cool
i just can’t be chillin’
they been tryna bring me to they level cause they know they at they ceilin’
if they all in, it’s in they feelings
circumstances ain’t the greatest, but i swear i wouldn’t trade it
like compared to how they got it, who am i to be complainin’
sure my mom and dad ain’t never made it and my brother bond is fadin’
but it really got me droppin’ what i’m droppin’ it’s amazin’
cause i recorded ‘no way’ in the bas+m+nt
all about the music i was too afraid to face it
now it got me up, when that was almost what i gave it
to see they need to get a better angle like they sprained it
this some sh+t that they could never play with
my back against the wall, but it’s never back to basics
i could k!ll ’em off, i’d be guilty as the fragrance
cause it ain’t all gucci, on my mike will made+it
put it on my shirt, put it on my hoes
probably get a amber ‘fore i ever get a rose, but i’m rollin’ with it
where i call home the illest
same goes for skin tone specific
but toppin’ niche categories wasn’t in the vision
out what they been had it for me, gotta have precision
they don’t let the kid in, but i swear i’m finna have the last laugh
get down to brass tacks
i’m first actin’ like i can’t last, yeah
but really if it’s side that they could choose
if we lookin’ at defeat these some carolina blues
probably how i’m comin’ ’til my hair i find the greys
y’all been at the bar, that’s the sh+t i’m tryna raise
everybody lost, wonder where i find the praise
everybody lost, now i got ’em in amaze
feel like goin’ in only way to make it out
i know what it been, yeah i know what they about
so i don’t owe ’em nothin’ when it’s 0’s in the account
yeah i got too many on the go
i ain’t never been the type to let it slide
but i gotta be the type to let ’em know
thirteen

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