Sheermagix lyrics

[Verse]
I'm Mr. Magic with the automatic
Ya money talks, I'm Franklin Hatchett for the f*ckin' package
So peep the tactics, man, these rappers classless
I'm droppin' classics on these n*ggas, feelin' diplomatic
You f*ckers act like actress
Follow the passage through the Lukah madness
I blaze the cactus, you can't hit this 'cause n*ggas matchless
Had some n*ggas surround your crib, I call that panoramic
Me and baby f*ck up the mattress, she do acrobatics
I hit the doja then I bend her over
Disrespectful, I used to stroke her on her momma' sofa
Made man persona, f*ck with me, ya meet a coma
And bеnd your corner with some n*ggas who ain't get diplomas
Supеr bad like Jonah, can you smell the kush aroma?
And f*ck, a holsters in my pants, I do it for the culture
n*gga, we vultures
We mob tie, Whitey Bulger
I'm half God and half soldier, I guess I'm bipolar
Feel me, bruh
I blaze the herbal that heals the eternal
It's Big Lukah, the colonel, you ain't woke, I'm in my circle
And before rappin' with me, G, you need a referral
Heard them boys sent out a warrant 'cause what's in my journal
I need it all, f*ck the critic, this sh*t is prophetic
Why can't you get it? Thoroughs embedded in my genetics
n*ggas pathetic, f*ck 'em all, I ain't apologetic
They want the raw with no real, these n*ggas synthetic
Yeah, n*gga, so peep my mischief
Brothers relentless
We want the riches, need the bag and diamonds for my misses
Feel the tension that I'm presentin' in these f*ckin' writtens
And you can't stand the f*ckin' heat then get up out my kitchen
n*gga