Magic Lyrics

What's life without the magic?

Look at the streets, the state is tragic

Why am I acting so dramatic?

On the concrete you passing, every leaf you asking wants a different state of action

Don't know how long it's lasting, light a J and pass it, I be living in great attraction

Talk to me (Boy you trippin')

(Checks, checks, checks)

When I tell you what is on my mind, could you do me a lil favor and start acting like you don't mind

Cause that shit got me feeling sick and tired of it

All the god damn feelings, all the feelings you don't hide (You don't hide)

I really thought it might just end up different, putting worthless shit aside but looks like I ain't thinking right

Let me help you stopping wasting both our time

Listen I ain't picking up your calls, none after nine

Smoking I smoke me a ten, fuck her I'm fucking her friends, hop in the 'vette

Shorty don't like little Benzes gimme the biggest you can, that's what she said

Homie don't like taking chances, fuck you and fuck your advances

Fuck your advances

I just booked five stars full of hot broads and some-

I just took five shots feel amazing

What comes out of y'alls minds full of hatred

Double pill high I'm up in the matrix

Double pill high I'm up in the matrix

No, it ain't my problem that you're anxious

Desert find ice water like oasis

I've been straight at it way before the fame

Oakley frames now the vision has changed

Oakley frames now the vision has changed

I'm feeling, feeling like Jehovah's witness like I'm knocking on your gates for you to come and find the light

But baby let us never find the light

Cause cash is only thing that's on my mind

The thang do be thanging I'm out with a bang they be fumbling with it

Be out taking stashes to banks and in fact its important some people they wish I go missing

I'm back on my track

She let me slap on that ass

I give her pats on the back, Imma pass on your ass

What is a passive aggressive? Aggressive ain't part of my past

Me and your iPhone are passively cracked

We pull up to Eiffel start packing your bags

They filling up subways with raggedy rats

The catwalks on runways they modelling mad

I feel like I'm Mathers played back by your dad

The mansion is fuller than rod wave's door dash

We fucking it up out in Mykonos imma go piccolo

Pick it up picking no pass

That's that (hmm)

That's that. That's- That's that

That's that that's the life that I've chosen

I'm up in here

Up- up- up- up in here

Parking Maybachs where the ghost was

That's that (hmm)

That's that. That's- That's that

That's that that's the life that ive chosen

I'm up in here

Parking Maybachs where the ghost was