Fly Anakin, Ovrkast., ​redveil - ​automatic lyrics

Ayy, they might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah
They can't break soul, nah
They can't break me, uh, they
Like, they like, uh, ayy, huh
They might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break soul, they can't break me
Nah they can't break soul, nah
They can't, uh, ayy, uh

Said do I wan' be rich or
Do I wan' be free?
Words stuck togеther like glue in
Thе bottom of my seams
Bottom of my dreams still got this
Shining little beam of hope
One right move done got
My motherfucking name afloat
One wrong move could be the
Last taste of painless tropes
Meanwhile we chasing ice
It's bodies piling in the snow
Piling in the cope for every soul
That's eating sleep for dinner
Everyday pragmatic
Just compiling what I know
Still chasin' dough 'cause it's
Innate and automatic
Tryn' unlearn these facets of
Oppression that I tote
See getting lessons and accepting them
The only way you grow
Remember days I wanted to cock
A Smith and Wesson, let it blow
And nonetheless
So far I'm a testament of staying afloat
I been progressing ever since
Want the same for all of these folks
I share my pigment with 'cause end of
The day they want us in rope
And they still got our bodies under the scope
Fuck it, I wish that we was free

I feel the same but I know
They'll probably charge me for it
We built the pot for these reasons
Chopping another forest
I need me with a fee
A lock in lil' mama's orbit
She get sloppy, I'm Moses
She like, "Get the fuck up off of me"
I was 'bout to
Got comfortable in them house shoes
Your scent won't leave the couch, boo
I, I found a way to change our lives
Break the selfishness, do it all
Make it effortless
Teach my shorty everything I know
That's a prerequisite pop up with a baby
You ain't even know we was fucking then
Niggas really maybes
Keep yeses tucked to the left of him
He stocked up, pop the lock stuck
Don't get your thot stuffed
Another mach up, we hold it down for mi casa
Contribute to the pasta
Don't you go and get locked up
They cop it cause it's me not luck
Don't get it fucked up
It's five hundred degrees in the shade
Another day in my maze ain't no parades
Just stressing out 'til I'm paid
But what's your life?

Ayy, they might take lead
They might take hold
They can't break me, they can't break soul
They can't break me, nah
They can't break soul, nah
They can't break me, they like
They like, uh, ayy, huh
They might take lead, they might take hold
They can't break me, they can't break soul
They can't break soul, they can't break me
Nah they can't break soul, nah
They can't, uh, ayy, hold on
They might take lead, they might take hold
They can't break me, they can't break soul
They can't break soul, they can't break me
Nah they can't break soul, nah
They can't, nah, yeah, huh
They might take lead, they might take hold
They can't break me, they can't break soul
They can't break soul, they can't break me
Nah they can't break soul, nah
They can't, nah, yeah, huh