CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Magic
My game getting hot
Like a latte with the foam
I been around the globe, yeah
But, Mama, I'm coming home
The FaceTime is money
I got a schedule for my phone
My baseline ain't budging, nah
So take ya budget head on home
Look, I been writing and living this
Y'all are just ventriloquists
You don't really live for it
No handles, need to get a grip
No candles, never get 'em lit
I'll call em out, we on they heads like pigeon sh*t
We hittin' targets, then we aiming again
It was written, saw it coming like a change in the wind
Y'all at practice, you just playing pretend
Nowadays, we don't play 'til the payment is in, amen
I worked my hands to the bone to get here
No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own
No miracles, no smoke, no mirrors
I took my time and turned it into gold
See, I ain't never had it
Now I'm makin' it appear and it's clear everything I do is magic
Yeah, all I do is rap, get stacks, man, the sh*t is automatic
And I ain't gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey, call me magic
Everything I do is magic
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
So get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
Get the f**k outta my way, ayy (Get the f**k outta my way)
Oh yup, I'm 'bout to go up
When I get started like Casey Carter, I promise you I'ma blow up
I'm Osama the bomba, Cartagena the Don
n***as defending my honor, and that's real sh*t
I can go from real chill to real n***a real quick
It don't take much for me to detonate the kill switch
Roll my own blunts just to separate ya bullsh*t
Keep the tool kit for them n***as talking foolish
Who this? It's that b*t*h that you love to hate
Always on the scene like a cutaway
Gettin' to the green, ain't no other way
It's all up in my DNA, ayy-ayy
Hustle harder than I ever have
I was kitty corner to the cul-de-sac
Started from the bottom near the lower half
Never plan on going back
Baby, I'ma need a quarter sack just to call you back, yeah
See, I ain't never had it
Now I'm makin' it appear and it's clear everything I do is magic
Yeah, all I do is rap, get stacks, man, the sh*t is automatic
And I ain't gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey, call me magic
Everything I do is magic
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
So get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way, yeah)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate, ayy)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
Get the f**k outta my way, ayy (Get the f**k outta my way, ayy, yeah)
David Copperfield in the field, got Magic
My shot nothing but the net like Dragic
Jordan 1 fragments, I can't be stagnant
Special cloth alert, it costs for these fabrics
I got passion and drive to be great
Why you hatin', but you smile in my face?
Yeah, Off-White on my waist
Hear a beat levitate, ball like Kobe, number 8
Writing hits since the playground
Can somebody tell the top I'm on my way now?
Grew up in a great town, now I got the keys
Living in the dirty, but I'm hopping out clean
Saint Laurant jeans, respect my queens
And I won't pass it if you ain't on my team
I ain't signed to Ye, but I'm getting out dreams
Heartbreak gang plus eyes on me
I worked my hands to the bone to get here
No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own
No miracles, no smoke, no mirrors
I took my time and turned it into gold
See, I ain't never had it
Like a latte with the foam
I been around the globe, yeah
But, Mama, I'm coming home
The FaceTime is money
I got a schedule for my phone
My baseline ain't budging, nah
So take ya budget head on home
Look, I been writing and living this
Y'all are just ventriloquists
You don't really live for it
No handles, need to get a grip
No candles, never get 'em lit
I'll call em out, we on they heads like pigeon sh*t
We hittin' targets, then we aiming again
It was written, saw it coming like a change in the wind
Y'all at practice, you just playing pretend
Nowadays, we don't play 'til the payment is in, amen
I worked my hands to the bone to get here
No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own
No miracles, no smoke, no mirrors
I took my time and turned it into gold
See, I ain't never had it
Now I'm makin' it appear and it's clear everything I do is magic
Yeah, all I do is rap, get stacks, man, the sh*t is automatic
And I ain't gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey, call me magic
Everything I do is magic
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
So get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
Get the f**k outta my way, ayy (Get the f**k outta my way)
Oh yup, I'm 'bout to go up
When I get started like Casey Carter, I promise you I'ma blow up
I'm Osama the bomba, Cartagena the Don
n***as defending my honor, and that's real sh*t
I can go from real chill to real n***a real quick
It don't take much for me to detonate the kill switch
Roll my own blunts just to separate ya bullsh*t
Keep the tool kit for them n***as talking foolish
Who this? It's that b*t*h that you love to hate
Always on the scene like a cutaway
Gettin' to the green, ain't no other way
It's all up in my DNA, ayy-ayy
Hustle harder than I ever have
I was kitty corner to the cul-de-sac
Started from the bottom near the lower half
Never plan on going back
Baby, I'ma need a quarter sack just to call you back, yeah
See, I ain't never had it
Now I'm makin' it appear and it's clear everything I do is magic
Yeah, all I do is rap, get stacks, man, the sh*t is automatic
And I ain't gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey, call me magic
Everything I do is magic
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
So get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way)
Get the f**k outta my way (Get the f**k outta my way, yeah)
You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate, ayy)
Y'all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)
Get the f**k outta my way, ayy (Get the f**k outta my way, ayy, yeah)
David Copperfield in the field, got Magic
My shot nothing but the net like Dragic
Jordan 1 fragments, I can't be stagnant
Special cloth alert, it costs for these fabrics
I got passion and drive to be great
Why you hatin', but you smile in my face?
Yeah, Off-White on my waist
Hear a beat levitate, ball like Kobe, number 8
Writing hits since the playground
Can somebody tell the top I'm on my way now?
Grew up in a great town, now I got the keys
Living in the dirty, but I'm hopping out clean
Saint Laurant jeans, respect my queens
And I won't pass it if you ain't on my team
I ain't signed to Ye, but I'm getting out dreams
Heartbreak gang plus eyes on me
I worked my hands to the bone to get here
No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own
No miracles, no smoke, no mirrors
I took my time and turned it into gold
See, I ain't never had it
