Magic Lyrics

They 'gon speak on us

But they don't know the real

My life used to be bad

But now I'm living well

No for real that shit was bad

That shit was living hell

I know they thought that

I would lose but now they see Chippale

Bitch it's Chip I been on this

Niggas mad I did this shit

I got a Patek on my mind

I never had it on my wrist

Trynna make plays all for my family

'Cause I know we 'gone be rich

And matter fact shout out

To my granny

She seen magic up in me

Woo woo woo woo

Rubber band you one of one

They ain't like you ooh ooh

They only see the outcome

Don't see what we do ooh ooh

I bet they see me

When I'm sliding in the coupe ooh ooh

Bitch I'm sliding

Bitch I'm riding

Smoke that weed

Now I'm flying

Can't rush shit

Gotta take my time

To busy getting money

Can't tote no iron

All these bad lil hoes

Trynna take my mind

But I can't let a bitch

Come and stop my shine

Need a bad lil thing

With a brain like mine

Just 'cause you got ass

Don't make you fine

Girl you need some intelligence

You gotta have your mind right

But we all ain't perfect

We all gotta work on something

It ain't all good in my life

But I still keep a smile on my face

'Cause god right there

He gon help whenever I need him

If I put my trust in him

And I walk his path

I already know it's my season

Been close to my momma

Don't need my dad

I don't even know if I'll see him

Some people be real

Some people be cap

I don't even know what I'm seeing

When I need some help

Gotta talk to my bro

'Cause Lo 'gon help my thinking

Bugzo got killed

Shit hurt my soul

Never thought that

He was gon leave me

They 'gon speak on us

But they don't know the real

My life used to be bad

But now I'm living well

No for real that shit was bad

That shit was living hell

I know they thought that

I would lose but now they see Chippale

Bitch it's Chip I been on this

Niggas mad I did this shit

I got a Patek on my mind

I never had it on my wrist

Trynna make plays all for my family

'Cause I know we 'gone be rich

And matter fact shout out

To my granny

She seen magic up in me

Had me a dream

About some diamonds

One day I gotta make that happen

Cartier glasses on my face

Can't forget I need that Patek

VVS diamond stone

That's what I dream of

But before I get those

Gotta get my green up woah

Make sure my team up woah

And we all 'gon eat up woah

We all 'gon be good

We 'gon make it out

Man don't even worry 'bout me

RBC gotta herd by me

RubberBandChip

Know you heard bout me

Quarantine saved my life

Reunite with my brother

On god I'm living a dream

Only worried 'bout cash

I ain't into the streets

If you need that sauce

How to get on 'yo grind

Come and hear my songs

You can get it for free

Remember them days

When they thought

I wouldn't do it

Man none of my friends

Was believing in me

Separated myself bet they all

See me now I know that

Them people be thinking of me

On god they be thinking of me

Free YB I hit that blunt

My eyes on Vietnamese

Took my love away for granted

I blessed you

You didn't sneeze

Been taking punches

From the devil

Bitch I feel like Creed

But I know got always protect me

Watching over me

They 'gon speak on us

But they don't know the real

My life used to be bad

But now I'm living well

No for real that shit was bad

That shit was living hell

I know they thought that

I would lose but now they see Chippale

Bitch it's Chip I been on this

Niggas mad I did this shit

I got a Patek on my mind

I never had it on my wrist

Trynna make plays all for my family

'Cause I know we 'gone be rich

And matter fact shout out

To my granny

She seen magic up in me

They 'gon speak on you man

But they don't even know

The real shit

But you can't let that shit

Bother you

Uh huh