Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up Tay Keith, hey Automatic (automatic) Gotta have it (gotta have it) All my niggas runnin' shit like it was madden (like it was madden) Automatic (automatic) I gotta have it (I gotta have it) I just took a nigga bitch 'cause it's a habit ('cause it's a habit) Oh, you mad? Now you amped, fade, but you can't Word around town you a lick like a stamp You don't wanna go round for round with the champ Niggas throwin' shade on my light, that's a lamp Way back then I wasn't fresh, wasn't so clean I ain't had no dough, I was broke, I had no green (no) It's my time to blow, now I got me a whole team Don't sleep on me, ho (yeah, ho) Guarantee it'll be a bad dream I don't wanna go back bein' broke 'cause mama need a crib (okay) I got a gold plaque (yeah) Shit I came from dodgin' hollow tips Used to be on LSD, but now my life is all a trip Never went to college, at my shows I make a scholarship P diddy makin' bands, see fifty's in my hands I remember walking 'round the hood in some holy vans Step inside the club, you in the line, like, I know the man Way back in the day, you would say that I don't know the man Automatic (automatic) Gotta have it (gotta have it) All my niggas runnin' shit like it was madden (like it was madden) Automatic (automatic) I gotta have it (I gotta have it) I just took a nigga bitch 'cause it's a habit ('cause it's a habit) Oh, you mad? Now you amped, fade, but you can't Word around town you a lick like a stamp You don't wanna go round for round with the champ Niggas throwin' shade on my light, that's a lamp On the road to riches, gotta look out for the serpents Watch 'em slither to the surface when they see your plan is workin' When I started, they deserted Now they back because I'm earnin' My response: Where the fuck was you when tree was CD burnin'? You ain't shane, you ain't mook You ain't gang, you ain't crew See my ways hella strange 'cause I'm raised in the zuu We don't bang red or blue In zone four niggas yell All camo to the head, to the shoe Way back at Z3 when the shots got loose All I heard when they shootin' out, now I'm movin' out Use a pen, what I knew about, to make a newer route See, the gutter was the sewer route, made a new account All this paper, I can't do without, so give me large amounts Automatic (automatic) Gotta have it (gotta have it) All my niggas runnin' shit like it was madden (like it was madden) Automatic (automatic) I gotta have it (I gotta have it) I just took a nigga bitch 'cause it's a habit ('cause it's a habit) Oh, you mad? Now you amped, fade, but you can't Word around town you a lick like a stamp You don't wanna go round for round with the champ Niggas throwin' shade on my light, that's a lamp