Sheermagix

[Verse]

I'm Mr. Magic with the automatic

Ya money talks, I'm Franklin Hatchett for the fuckin' package

So peep the tactics, man, these rappers classless

I'm droppin' classics on these niggas, feelin' diplomatic

You fuckers act like actress

Follow the passage through the Lukah madness

I blaze the cactus, you can't hit this 'cause niggas matchless

Had some niggas surround your crib, I call that panoramic

Me and baby fuck 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, fuck with me, ya meet a coma

And bеnd your corner with some niggas who ain't get diplomas

Supеr bad like Jonah, can you smell the kush aroma?

And fuck, a holsters in my pants, I do it for the culture

Nigga, 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, fuck the critic, this shit is prophetic

Why can't you get it? Thoroughs embedded in my genetics

Niggas pathetic, fuck 'em all, I ain't apologetic

They want the raw with no real, these niggas synthetic

Yeah, nigga, 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 fuckin' writtens

And you can't stand the fuckin' heat then get up out my kitchen

Nigga