Magic

[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 fucked 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 shit (How to rob) Momma on me, tellin’ me “n****, go get a job” shit (Get a job) 9-5’s wasn’t hiring, that made us rob shit (Rob) Crown Fried for dinner, you know, wing and a thigh shit Mama bought us clothes, our reaction, this not no fly shit What's five dollars, that's a nick bag or burger and fry shit Sittin’ in class, noddin’ off, I was on some high shit 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 shit 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