Quest - Automatic

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Look, don't compare me to these new niggas

Please, don't compare me to these new niggas!

I am not him nor he

I will J. Voorhees these clowns till I'm thru with ya

A story of a youngin from the bottom

Neva had shit, a brother struggled for a dollar

Back when I was 7 thought that I would be a scholar

Maybe school will be a way to get away from all the drama

Had to be a rapper, barely finished school, I just wasn't in the mood, no matter

Mama like fuck it, fussing over money, pay the bill or get your lazy ass out, no frontin'

You ain't say nuttin', I just started packing

I was out the door before she could of stopped to said sumthin'

Man I was rugged but when you're 17

And your father ain't around you just can't control nothin'

I was tryna be a man, competition winning, fatal ending

How the hell I went and blew anotha grand?!

Fuckin' Uncle Sam, 6 months later, begging to my mamma let me come back for the fam

Man, I done seen it all, humble ass mumble in the jungle

Signed a record deal and still got a job

Nigga, I be working hard, harder than a Mexican

Motherfuck all the rest of them haters

I want it all, I'mma get it better (Move nigga!)

Cummin' on this instrumental wilding feelin' on a hunna thousand

Why you gotta be (rude, nigga!)

I'm trynna make a statement from the jump, so Judas Priest with it

I be breaking every (rule, nigga!)

Curse words let them roll

Motherfucker, shit, goddamn, asshole that's (crule nigga!)

I say it so the ignorant can hear me

Do I got ya attention? Well lemme rock it

Growing up never really had too many options

You can sit around or commence to be a problem

Living in the city where the women stay pretty but the love is never shown, I had to leave to get it poppin'

So much pain I sat on dog, take a look at all these battle scars!

Still they wanna front like 'I ain't raw'

All I do is spit caine, now if that ain't odd

Let's get even!

(Hook x2)

But I always knew that I had it

Never knew how I'd get it

But always knew that I had it

Mane, I just gotta get at it

All I need is some patience

Homie, nothing's automatic

(Verse 2: QuESt)

Huh, homie you the greatest!

You just gotta say it like you mean it, you're the greatest!

Muthafuck a hater, muthafuck opinions

If this shit ain't about a dollar I just tell 'em 'I see ya later'

Bounce bounce, come on bounce, cussin' like a sailor could give a less than an ounce

Blowin' off steam, do it for the team

Motivatin' niggas, we just do it for the dream

Amanda told me to chill out, you care too much

It's getting to the point where I don't care enough

My whole fam's on edge living dollar to dollar

The fuck is the problem?

If you got an issue, just holla

I got real shit runnin' through my mind these days

It's looking like I ain't got time to pray

Daddy's sick off drugs, can't hold up

Avoiding every phone call, who knows what

Could happen to him and it fucks with me

After all of the shit he did, it stuck with me

Truthfully, I just wanna give him a buck fifty

For all the disappointment for sayin' to trust in me

But anyways, shit is gettin' so outrageous

I'm just trying to make it feeling so outdated

Living off of mama's, yea I know I hate it

Looking to the brighter side to appreciate it

But it's so degrading, so degrading

Pardon my honesty, don't mean to be so blatant

I'm only trying to get you all to be my favorite

While these other niggas chilling out on hiatus

I used to tell the world one day I'll make it

Even when they told me I was sadly mistaken

Got a little confused, almost doubted myself

But I'mma prove these niggas wrong, watch me take it

(Hook x2)

But I always knew that I had it

Never knew how I'd get it

But always knew that I had it

Mane, I just gotta get at it

All I need is some patience

Homie, nothing's automatic


What kind of a man are you?

Who are you? Where do you come from?

Are you listening to me?

What do you wanna do with your life?

(Verse 3: QuESt)

Uh, back against the wall with no options, but don't be appalled

Should have seen this shit from a far

Why'd I even much get involved? I got plans to become a star

Make a fortune and do it large

Twenty cars inside my garage (as soon as Dragon Ball Z goes off!)

Got a a fascination with procrastination, no takin' charge

Got to mention my love for hate, guess thats why I lurk on these blogs

And my homies keep callin' like 'you recording?'

I tell 'em 'nah', but don't trip I'll get you these verses

I promise my word is bond all these lies I be puttin' on

Every time it works like a charm(?)

Inspiration fell through the cracks, running backwards became the norm

Aspirations, responsibilities, caught between them

I'm torn!

Tug of war with both of my arms, strategize the cards that I've drawn

Unemployment checks on my card

Spending half of that on my mom

Should invest in a check correct it while working a stable job

Meta morph these visions to something for real

I promise no frontin' wake up

7 Months later and still ended up doing nothing

Nothing's automatic

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