London Lorin - Auto Pilot

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I had to make it to the top, had to make a way
Young London
I had to make it take a shot, like a fade away
(Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh, uh, oh)
(Whoa, oh, oh, oh, uh, oh)

I'ma, rich n**** (Rich)
Gold, figure (Gold)
Young, hitter (Woo)
I'm that n**** (Aye)
Diamonds, shining (Woo)
I'm so, icy (Woo)
I'm so, fly (Fly)
Auto pilot
Rich n**** (Rich)
Gold, figure (Gold)
Young, hitter (Woo)
I'm that n**** (Aye)
Diamonds, shining (Woo)
I'm so, icy (Woo)
I'm so, fly (Fly)
Auto pilot

(Aye)
If she ain't gone give me top, she can fade away (Fade away)
I'ma let her take her shot, on a better day (Better day)
Ooh she think she found the one, I can't save the day (Save the day)
I just only want the guap, need it an-de-lay (An-de-lay)
Aye, young n**** ran up a check (Ayе)
Ice cubes on my neck (Ayе)
Yo hoe want stop texting (Aye)
I can't get no rest (Aye)
But I can't even snooze (Ooh)
I gotta make these moves (Ooh)
I gotta count up these blues (Ooh)
Aye, I'm stacking these bands, pockets fat like biscuits
I'm headed to the top, I'm handling my business
These diamonds gone dance, looking some like diddy
I told her I love her, but I really was kiddin
She told me she love me, I told her she trippin
I know these hoes want me, cause a n**** got digits
I really done came from the racks to the riches
I'ma run up these M&M's, I ain't stuntin these bitches (Aye)
I'ma, rich n**** (Rich)
Gold, figure (Gold)
Young, hitter (Woo)
I'm that n**** (Aye)
Diamonds, shining (Woo)
I'm so, icy (Woo)
I'm so, fly (Fly)
Auto pilot
Rich n**** (Rich)
Gold, figure (Gold)
Young, hitter (Woo)
I'm that n**** (Aye)
Diamonds, shining (Woo)
I'm so, icy (Woo)
I'm so, fly (Fly)
Auto pilot

(Aye)
I got all these n***** mad cause I'm getting paid
(Getting paid)
Don't get in my feelings, I get in my bag
I just let em hate (Let em hate)
Aye, I told her she can give me face, I don't know her name
(Know her name)
I can't put trust in none of these hoes, they fuckin for the fame
(For the fame)
Bitch I'ma gold mine (Mine, mine)
Bitch I'm handling mine (Mine, mine)
Put it on my soul I'ma shine (Shine, shine)
I'on even wanna be friends with nun of these n*****
I count it up by myself
Bitch I'on need no help, top of my game like a ref
Run up them bands, I'ma stack to the death (Aye, aye)
I worry bout myself (Self)
I'm up like the air (Air)
I'm up like the stair (Stair)
All these bitches gone notice me
All this cheese they gone know its me
Young n**** were he suppose to be
At the top, where the fuckin trees be (Uh, huh)
I got real killers round me, you ain't gone take nun (Take nun)
I'ant stuntin nun of these n***** they ain't gone shake nun (Shake nun)
All these bitches want my money, but I can't let em have it
Hating ass n**** need to get off your ass (Aye)
Don't worry bout me, I'ma keep me a bag (Aye, aye, aye)
I'ma, rich n**** (Rich)
Gold, figure (Gold)
Young, hitter (Woo)
I'm that n**** (Aye)
Diamonds, shining (Woo)
I'm so, icy (Woo)
I'm so, fly (Fly)
Auto pilot
Rich n**** (Rich)
Gold, figure (Gold)
Young, hitter (Woo)
I'm that n**** (Aye)
Diamonds, shining (Woo)
I'm so, icy (Woo)
I'm so, fly (Fly)
Auto pilot

Release Date: May 31, 2019

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"Auto Pilot" by London Lorin is a high-energy rap song that exudes confidence and swagger. The lyrics talk about the artist's journey to success and the lavish lifestyle that comes with it. London Lorin raps about making it to the top, handling his business, and stacking up his wealth. The song features catchy hooks and a smooth flow that keeps listeners engaged from start to finish. With references to money, diamonds, and luxury, "Auto Pilot" is a track that celebrates success and living life to the fullest. Overall, the song is a bold statement of self-assurance and determination.

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