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MAGiC
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór MAGiC został wydany 23 kwietnia 2025 przez Stay On Top Entertainment jako część albumu MAGiC - Single
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Data wydania23 kwietnia 2025
WytwórniaStay On Top Entertainment
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM80

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jarus
Jarus
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jairus Holt
Jairus Holt
Songwriter
Greg Byers
Greg Byers
Songwriter
Erik Merkison
Erik Merkison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ GB
DJ GB
Producer
5th Lxtter
5th Lxtter
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Magic, I know not to trip about the past
Laughin, in the paint, they didn't give me a chance
Traffic, start off brand new if I push it fast
Ratchet, throwin' up that pussy when she can
Back then, ever since I kid I been the man
Actually, think they got it lit but they be trash
Acting, **** talking shit but they not bad
Taxing, tryna box me in then I got mad
Cookie cutter swag, they be always hatin
Smokin' too much kush, need some ventilation
Got a weird lil' bitch out in Silver Lake
Love the way she put it on me and she know to take it
Took a lil' time, had to learn some patience
Hustle every day like it's militant
I might do my dance but no Diddyy shit
Henny in my hand, keep it litty, yeah
Flexin' every chance that a **** get
Ain't another man, that's as real as this
Tryna run the cash to the ceiling, yeah
Got these suckas mad and they feelin' damn
Magic, I know not to trip about the past
Laughin, in the paint, they didn't give me a chance
Traffic, start off brand new if I push it fast
Ratchet, throwin' up that pussy when she can
Back then, ever since I kid I been the man
Actually, think they got it lit but they be trash
Acting, **** talking shit but they not bad
Taxing, tryna box me in then I got mad
Anything we say, we make it possible
Haters in the way, they tryna stop the flow
Only one way up, we cannot pipe down
Roll me up a blunt, we takin' flight now
We climbin' up the ranks, feelin' fuckin' awesome
We runnin' to the bank, it was time to lock in
Whatever it takes, when it's time to clock in
Know these **** can't relate, they ain't take no losses
I'm picky with my time, some might call me selfish
Every night I'm on my grind, I might not get my rest in
It don't really take much tea, they be so impressed
I be fresher than a bitch, you know I'm bringin' pressure
Magic, I know not to trip about the past
Laughin, in the paint, they didn't give me a chance
Traffic, start off brand new if I push it fast
Ratchet, throwin' up that pussy when she can
Back then, ever since I kid I been the man
Actually, think they got it lit but they be trash
Acting, **** talking shit but they not bad
Taxing, tryna box me in then I got mad
Written by: Erik Merkison, Greg Byers, Jairus Holt
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