Magic lyrics

[Intro: Styles P]
P-P-P-Perfect
SP the Ghost
D-Block, yeah

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Gettin’ to the guap, smokin’ on the Raw though
Not runnin’ from the Lord nor runnin’ from the law (Uh uh)
But you cross me? You gon’ get f*cked like a porno
Hammer with the switch, that is not my steez (Nah)
Out the game, but connected with n***** from Medellín (Connected)
If you dream of killin’ me when you wake, you better scream (Never)
I’m sorry Ghost, I take shrooms like I’m Mario, Luigi
Not in a Kart, I’m in a ‘Rari though, skrrr (I’m in the ‘Rari)
Maybe the Lambo, the Porsche with the sicario (Skrrr)
With some black gorilla n***** (What up?)
But even all alone I’m still with a killa, n****
But I ain’t tryna kill, (Uh uh) I just want the bills and a check
I’m just tryna stretch, you just wanna flex
Part Malcolm, part DM[X], 1/3 of the Lo[x]
And you know I keep it mellow but the spot marks X
I ain’t dead, but I’m doin’ well, just for context
Ghost

[Chorus Scratches: DJ Semi, Dave East & The Notorious B.I.G.]
M-Magic, m-magic, m-magic
A-A-All y’all disappear by tomorrow
M-Magic, m-magic, m-magic
M-M-Mad tricks up ya sleeve
[Verse 2: Dave East]
This feel like that 50 Cent '99 How to Rob sh*t (How to rob)
Momma on me, tellin’ me “n****, go get a job” sh*t (Get a job)
9-5’s wasn’t hiring, that made us rob sh*t (Rob)
Crown Fried for dinner, you know, wing and a thigh sh*t
Mama bought us clothes, our reaction, this not no fly sh*t
What's five dollars, that's a nick bag or burger and fry sh*t
Sittin’ in class, noddin’ off, I was on some high sh*t
I lost a lot of homies but they never leave my conscience (Never)
Them shots started clappin’, like acne how they broke out
Hard to see us, tint no less than 5 percent when we roll out
If I got it, I split it with family, I don't hold out
Police investigatin’ ‘bout action that I don't know ‘bout
Couple bodies done got straightened like a blow out
I ain't never been there, they just told me that sh*t sold out
Her nose sniffin’, she start actin’ different when the coke ‘round
Used to front back when they had it
Fast forward, n***** broke now (Pablo)

[Chorus Scratches: DJ Semi, Dave East & The Notorious B.I.G.]
M-Magic, m-magic, m-magic
A-A-All y’all disappear by tomorrow
M-Magic, m-magic, m-magic
M-M-Mad tricks up ya sleeve

[Outro: DJ Semi]
SP the Ghost
Dave East
DJ Semi
It’s magic
Magic, magic, magic
Magic
Magic, whole lotta magic