Lyrics
Intro
(Can't come in, wait)
(Holy Spirit be doing it)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Chorus
Bet, I set the date of the birth
Every day we gon' work, till the day He return
It's automatic, automatic
When it came, hit the screen, see the static
It's automatic, automatic
I'm not a fan of my God, I'm a fanatic
Sound it out phonetically, suit it in the red, ayy, ayy, ayy
So incredibly, rapping with the sound of the Spirit when I let Him breathe
If the Father wrote my life, I gotta live it legendary
Becoming a man ain't by age, it's if He manage me
Verse 1
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Automatic, no no panic on his wrist
More like grace, love, faith, peace, planets on his fist
He don't throw his back, he catching damage when he fish
Like this, just ask Chris
It's automatic, automatic
When it came, hit the screen, see the static
It's automatic, automatic
I'm not a fan of my God, I'm a fanatic
Chorus
It's automatic, automatic
When it came, hit the screen, see the static
It's automatic, it's automatic
I'm not a fan of my God, I'm a fanatic
Verse 2
It's automatic, automatic
When it came, hit the screen, see the static
It's automatic, it's automatic
Automatic, automatic
Got no panic on my wrist, I don't trip
I'm on God's time, clocked in, permanent position, I know part-time
Devil playing games with me, well that's a far cry
When I need direction, read the Bible, I know star sign
What's his zodiac? I already know the plan
House is getting full, I keep it straight just like a poker hand
Calling they bluff and I get some mall and nothing
They keep on huffing and puffing, it's nothing, enough of discussion
I tell them, whoa, whoa, why they mad?
Show them how it's done, yeah, I'm really like that
Living what I say, I'm really like that
Getting in my way, I don't really like that
Giving away the blueprint casually
Living in peace, just a piece of this masterpiece
Holy Spirit sent a track, told me get back to me
I did it automatically
Outro
It's automatic, automatic
When it came, hit the screen, see the static
It's automatic, it's automatic
I'm not a fan of my God, I'm a fanatic
It's automatic, automatic
When it came, hit the screen, see the static
It's automatic, it's automatic
I'm not a fan of my God, I'm a fanatic