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Magic City
350
Hip-Hop/Rap
Magic City was released on February 8, 2019 by Old Soul Music as a part of the album Re-up
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AlbumRe-up
Release DateFebruary 8, 2019
LabelOld Soul Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deniro Farrar
Deniro Farrar
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deniro Farrar
Deniro Farrar
Lyrics
Reese Forte
Reese Forte
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reese Forte
Reese Forte
Producer

Lyrics

Reese Forte!
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm ridin' with it
Most of my **** dead and gone or got a sentence
The devil got me doin' wrong, so God forgive me
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm ridin' with it
Most of my **** dead and gone or got a sentence
The devil got me doin' wrong, so God forgive me
Hit my knees and say a prayer when I wake up
Got a sweet tooth, I'ma get this cake up
Boy, these streets'll really show you what you made of
Little mama bitchin' 'cause she wish that I would date her
I'm on a mission, got no time to be laid up
Face in the pillow, fuckin' up her makeup
Yeah, you might've got the pussy, but you paid up
I was starvin', now a **** got his weight up
Secret Service with a convoy like the president when I move
You ain't never seen hard times, couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
**** killin' over bullshit, so you gotta keep you a tool
Hard to tell who is who, a lot of these **** fool
A lot of these **** fool, yeah, a lot of these **** flew
Nine times out of ten, probably got a sowap in the bunch
Listenin' to my spirit if God give me a hunch
Fuck ****, if you ever cross me, I'ma eat you for lunch
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm ridin' with it
Most of my **** dead and gone or got a sentence
The devil got me doin' wrong, so God forgive me
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm ridin' with it
Most of my **** dead and gone or got a sentence
The devil got me doin' wrong, so God forgive me
Fourteen or twenty-eight, thirty-six for the twenty-two
Young **** get you out of here
For a couple racks, they'll finish you
Hard trustin' somebody, family did me dirty too
Stealin' out my fuckin' stash, you lucky I don't murder you
Say your name ring bells, ****, we ain't never heard of you
Tryna get straight with some work, if
I don't know you, I ain't servin' you
Acetal in the white, fentanyl in the dog poo
Let you know when it touch down, don't call me, I'ma call you
All this shit I seen got me traumatized
You can see the pain in a **** eyes, yeah
And I just made another run
Took the profit and invested in some more guns
Secret Service with a convoy like the president when I move
You ain't never seen hard times, couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
**** killin' over bullshit, so you gotta keep you a tool
Fuck around, get your life snatched when you got a punk tool
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm ridin' with it
Most of my **** dead and gone or got a sentence
The devil got me doin' wrong, so God forgive me
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm ridin' with it
Most of my **** dead and gone or got a sentence
The devil got me doin' wrong, so God forgive me
Written by: Deniro Farrar, Reese Forte
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