Magic (feat. Iamsu!)

My game getting hot Like a latte with the foam I been around the globe, (yeah) But mama I'm coming home My facetime is money I got a schedule for my phone My baseline ain't budging, So take ya budget head on home Look, I been writing and living this Yall are just ventriloquists You don't really live for it No handles, need to get a grip No candles, never get 'em lit I'll call em out We on they heads like pigeon shit We hittin' targets then we aiming again It was written, saw it coming like a change in the wind Yall at practice, you just playing pretend Nowadays we don't play 'til the payment is in Amen I worked my hands to the bone to get here No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own No miracles No smoke No mirrors I took my time and turned it into gold See I ain't never had it Now I'm makin' it appear and it's clear everything I do is magic Yeah all I do is rap, gets stacks man the shit is automatic I ain't gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey call me magic Everything I do is magic Get the fuck outta my way You know that I celebrate Y'all just be riding my wave So get the fuck outta my way Get the fuck outta my way You know that I celebrate Y'all just be riding my wave So get the fuck outta my way Oh yup, I'm bout to go up When I get started like Casey Carter, I promise you Ima blow up I'm Osama the bomba Cartagena the Don Niggas defending my honor And that's real shit, I can go from real chill to real nigga real quick It don't take much for me to detonate the kill switch Roll my own blunts just to separate ya bullshit Keep the tool kit for them niggas talking foolish Who this? It's that bitch that you love to hate Always on the scene like a cutaway Gettin' to the green ain't no other way It's all up in my DNA (aye aye) Hustle harder than I ever have I was kitty corner to the cul de sac Started from the bottom near the lower half Never plan on going back Baby, I'ma need a quarter sack just to call you back, yeah See I ain't never had it Now I'm makin it appear and it's clear everything I do is magic. Yeah all I do is rap, gets stacks man the shit is automatic I ain't gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey call me magic. Everything I do is magic Get the fuck outta my way You know that I celebrate Y'all just be riding my wave So get the fuck outta my way Get the fuck outta my way You know that I celebrate Y'all just be riding my wave So get the fuck outta my way David Copperfield in the field got Magic My shot nothing but the net like Dragic Jordan 1 fragments, I can't be stagnant Special cloth alert it costs for these fabrics I got passion and drive to be great, Why you hatin but you smile in my face Yeah, off white on my waist, hear a beat levitate Ball like Kobe number eight, writing hits since the playground Can somebody tell the top I'm on my way now Grew up in a great town, now I got the keys Living in the dirty but I'm hoping out clean Saint Laurant jeans, respect my queens And I won't pass it if you aint on my team I ain't signed to Ye but I'm getting out dreams Heartbreak gang plus eyes on me I worked my hands to the bone, to get here No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own No miracles No smoke No mirrors I took my time and turned it into gold See I ain't never had it