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Magic
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Magic κυκλοφόρησε στις 28 Νοεμβρίου 2025 από 1865 LLC/Stop One Distribution LLC ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Poor Little Richh, Vol. 2
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Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας28 Νοεμβρίου 2025
Ετικέτα1865 LLC/Stop One Distribution LLC
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM77

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LittleRichh
LittleRichh
Rap
King Eli
King Eli
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LittleRichh
LittleRichh
Songwriter
King Eli
King Eli
Songwriter
GeeQ
GeeQ
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GeeQ
GeeQ
Producer

Στίχοι

Fuck all this money, you can have it
I be missin' my homies, I chat, ain't turnin' my back
You gon' stab it, dealin' with pain
Livin' through sadness, shit like I have it
Bro rat it on, boy, I ain't jackin'
I got status, I'm fully established
I be bulletin' like Luca in Dallas
Cuttin' my practice, set up a screen
It's a basket, whole lotta shots
We came with attachments, look at they block
They was laughin', now it's tragic, it's imagined
So I'm brushin' the message, see you active
No response, send reactions
I'm post-code fatal with tractions
Out to my boys, they killin' it
I see through your flow, steppin' on opps like I see through the floor
You can clap if you need an applause
Drum on a chopper, hold it like a toss
Shot to the head, take a seat at the bar
When my brother come meet with a star
Drip on one, I'ma put that shit on
Like, see it, I want it, I'm gone
Hungry or not, I can't like it, no store
Deli mandated, like, tell me I'm wrong
Playin' chess, so I'm usin' my pawn
Strugglin' with umbrellas, the weather the storm
I was so ready to go, they keep tellin' me, waitin'
Be patient, that's takin' too long
You say you love me, then show me
Like, why would you wait till the end and miss me when I'm gone?
To be honest, I'm pretty established
So I got my eyes on the baddest
If I want it, then I gotta have it
Marry me now with the horses and carrots
Herald of Paris, it could be lavish
I could give you a cent, I ain't braggin'
I got love for my block with a passion
I'm a poet, they say I be rappin'
They better tap it
Fuck all this money, you can have it
I be missin' my homies, I chat, ain't turnin' my back
You gon' stab it, dealin' with pain
Livin' through sadness, like I have it
Bro, ride it on, boy, I ain't jackin'
I got status, I'm fully established
I be builtin' like Luca in Dallas
Cuttin' my practice, set up a screen
It's a basket, whole lotta shots
We came with attachments, liquor, they blocked
They was laughin', now it's tragic, is it magic?
So I'm rushin' the message, see you active
My response, set reactions
I'm post-quote fatal attraction
Out to my boys, they can't let it happen
Written by: King Eli, LittleRichh
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