Lil Kee – Automatic

Lyrics Automatic – Lil Kee

You expect me to give everything up and let ’em have it
They ain’t take my friend away from me
They took my f**king family

You don’t wanna see me out in traffic with this automatic
I’m the type of n**ga leave you worried without an answer
Imma put this AP on my wrist even though I can’t fit it
Real n**gas come straight from out them trenches
Caption in my pictures
Ain’t no love between me and them, I just deal with them
Ain’t no blood between me and him, I just kill with them
He move out of town thinking s**t sweet, I bet we still get them
You probably never knew the b**ch you love would let you burn right

I was just moving too fast some s**t went left, I wish I turned right
Wish could of helped Ms. Nikki out when they turned off the lights
I wish I was there when big bro died and helped put up a fight
A lot of n**gas ain’t even wanna slide, it oped up my eyes

I wake up just pop a perc and go, I’m so tired of trying
I got a call that a n**gas had died on the road
F**k it he shouldn’t been driving
I got a call that a n**ga died fasho
Want something to do with that body
Get you some money, go sell you a bag or something
I don’t want nobody around me

I was just walking alone on the road
I wasn’t even looking for smoke
Get that little feeling through my whole body
Whenever there’s knocks at the door
Got me clutching on my blick now
I look left and my right before I go
I got some s**t that 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 doing good
N**ga said something I don’t give a f**k
Sent him back to the hood
Without me then you wouldn’t even eat
Lets get that understood

You don’t wanna see me out in traffic with this automatic
Im the type of n**ga leave you worried without an answer
Ima put this AP on my wrist even tho I can’t fit it
Real n**gas come straight from out them trenches
Caption in my pictures
Ain’t no love between me and them, I just deal with them
Ain’t no blood between me and him, I just kill with them
He move out of town thinking s**t sweet, I bet we still get him
You probably never knew the b**ch you love would let you burn right

I was just moving too fast some s**t went left, I wish I turned right
Wish could of helped Ms. Nikki out when they turned off the lights
I wish I was there when big bro died and helped put up a fight
A lot of n**gas ain’t even want to slide, it opened up my eyes

I wake up just pop a perc and go, I’m so tired of trying
I got a call that a n**gas had died on the road
F**k it he shouldn’t been driving
I got a call that a n**ga died fasho
Want something to do with that body
Get you some money, go sell you a bag or something
I don’t want nobody around me

It’s my life do what I want, extended clips on all my guns
My n**gas likes glock and drums, might buy switches for us all
Before we walk up in the mall, put our glock’s inside our drawers
Before we spin and kick em off, take the tags off our cars
Mud baby, catch a body and take a picture with the rod
Thug baby if we both get caught then she gone take the charge
Sticks in the condo, drive slow when you in the garage

You don’t wanna see me out in traffic with this automatic
Im the type of n**ga leave you worried without an answer
Ima put this AP on my wrist even tho I can’t fit it
Real n**gas come straight from out them trenches
Caption in my pictures
Ain’t no love between me and them, I just deal with them
Ain’t no blood between me and him, I just kill with them
He move out of town thinking s**t sweet, I bet we still get him
You probably never knew the b**ch you love would let you burn right

I was just moving to fast some s**t went left, I wish I turned right
Wish could of helped Ms. Nikki out when they turned off the lights
I wish I was there when big bro died and helped put up a fight
A lot of n**gas ain’t even wanna slide, it opened up my eyes

I wake up just pop a perc and go, I’m so tired of trying
I got a call that a n**gas had died on the road
F**k it he shouldn’t been driving
I got a call that a n**ga died fasho
Want something to do with that body
Get you some money, go sell you a bag or something
I don’t want nobody around me…

Written by Lil Kee, Harto Beats, CorMill
Album: Letter 2 My Brother
Produced by Harto Beats & CorMill
Lil Kee | 2022