Hit-Boy - Automatically lyrics

(Hook) Yeah, and you should know that automatically Yeah, and you should know that automatically Yeah, and you should know that automatically (Verse 1) I just read somewhere n***as who live for the future never get there So I’m schemin’ in the present, eatin’ chicken skewers Wristwear gleamin’ Been that n***a since the semen, still ain’t what it seem And I’m still shakin’ my demons From way back when I was dreamin’ of takin’ my region Up early in the morning like Kathy and Regis I wasn’t into listenin’ to the faculty teachin’ I’d rather go listen to Ye on my raggedy speakers Heed to the facts that he’s speakin’ Bless that child Heard The College Dropout and now my test scores’ down It showed me I could advance without diplomas if I stay devoted Send my beats to everybody and my prayers to Jehovah My mama don’t even know this, 9th grade, I was tuckin’ a knife For all the maybes, I had it in my Jansport for extra safety When some n***as in Colton tried to play me Had to stay on my 1s and 2s, Tom Brady Bangin’ Eminem sh** then Go and put on Suga Free to hear some pimp sh** Them summer days, hit the mall, spit at broads No money for Chinese food, we’ll come up with a strategy And you should know that automatically (Hook) (Bridge) I’ve been on my grind for so long Listen to the story I tell in this song I’ve been on my grind for so long Listen to the story I tell in this song (Verse 2) Some people got wives and some people got groupies Some people got lives and I just got this music I can’t nearly lie, we are livin’ in the future Iggy rode to my party in the back of a Buick Now she boomin’, I knew she was on the right path Damn, the minute I seen that white a** You know that (?) is a trail So shout out to my n***a Mike L I’m speakin’ the real, I ain’t just talkin’ You know how it feels when the sh** is poppin’ Like you just went and got somethin’ out the auction n***as treat you way different when your art chartin’ Turn from a friend to a f**in’ target I’m rarely alone but I’m lonely often n***a either way it go, I’m in this b**h all in And this the mothaf**in’ plug, never no stallin’ This song is for the girls in the spot, fake hair, fake bu*t Hire professionals just to do her club makeup Turn up the decibels, let’s hear it for respectable girls Who hit up festivals, I think that I should let you know that… (Bridge) (Verse 3) Okay now put these vibes into immediate use If you cookin’ in the kitchen, sweepin’ or cleanin’ your room This ain’t a meaningless tool, run it back ’bout 10 more times While you’re eating your food Bang it at a restaurant where they serve seasonal fruit sh** is goin’ up like I released a balloon I used to have a bad habit of speakin’ too soon And I was caught up on lookin’ for that special spot Made a couple bad calls but I don’t ref a lot Got no concept of a clock, I’m on hustler’s time Had to dump the beliefs that no longer apply I smile and go to meetings, actin’ like it’s all fine When I know I’m in the worst pub deal of all time Dealin’ through it with the prayers, RAW papers and strong wine I know it’ll be aiight but it’s still a long ride I’m more in tune with me than I used to be, truthfully I’ve been on my sh** so much I couldn’t make the eulogy (Outro) R.I.P. my Grandpa Deno, my n***a Earl Hayes