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do magic
All ik is a nigga gotta make it happen
Everybody lookin at me like i been cappin

Like he dont really rap, like i didnt keep it a stack in all

or land those
Like the magic

I ain't with the chatter, trynna climb the ladder
Crib by the shore, more plates than a batter
Competition lurking, but I see

people
Sometimes wanna be dumb to never understand people
Everybody knows that we are not igual
Not scared 'bout they thought like people wearing desigual

Let my mind begin to roll
Uh
Yeah
Look
I'm the one
I've been grinding
Now I'm brighter when I'm rhyming than the sun
Busting out my cage like I been

thought that I should let you know
It's a drive-by
Everybody down
I'm just playing now put the fuckin Money in the bag
Don't be a hero and make the Young

something I always live by 

Go for the win
Go for the win
Go for the gold
Go for the gold
This is ya shot eyes on the clock focus on ya goals
Focus on ya

only looking for a quick thrill
Nowadays it's the same
The Instagram fame make they character change
Like they too good to play
Judging everybody cuz

Hop in a jet I get fly with the best I get high by the best and I'm Delaware's finest
I start turning up when I dropped perfect timing
And then I got

an E and a B T
This weed is the best, got smoked out by E.T.
Woke up in the club getting drowned in some chichis
If i went to Magic City, man that shit

Sending out the blessings this evening
Very happy merry everybody
Holliday cheers ya feel me
Swear I been on my best
More dressed nonetheless
I aint really

the radar
If I'm fly I'm stealth
It's no illusion
I make magic with the cards I'm dealt
With every move I make, I chase greatness
So I gotta stay on the hunt

I been ballin now I'm calling shots
I been Puffin on my magic sitting out on the dock
Bitch I'm comin' for the day I put my team on the yacht

a bucket
I gotta run it back, I'm making plays like a running back
That was the end of discussion
I'm fresh out of Bama
I might take a trip to Atlanta, Magic

'cept Silent Night

And then as if by magic the room was empty
It was Christmas Day and I was lying in my bed
It must have been a dream, at least that's

a goon
We pop out by noon
Knock ya head, June 
50 soon
Imma need the hunnid fool
I ain't talking class and mathematics 
Drama addicts with fanatics 
Roll

glove on, Michael Jackson
Silly Sally with her demon magic
Tommy Shelby status in my city
Youngin's know the name
They saying ECm ain't nothing
You should

I give a big shout out to everybody supporting me, still 
You'll always be underrated unless you're making hits
This whole tape is just me playing

cause i feel better

From my hectic-tactics, and manuscripts of magic
I Wreak havoc on your ears i hope you like bad static
I been trying to improve,

(verse 1)
Oh shit mutha fuckas I'm back again, 
Dat high yella nigga yeah I'm da magic man, 
In n Out like dat animal style, 
You can hear them kitties

finna take some risks for these digits/
Actions gon speak coz we don’t believe in wishes/
Started out slow now we speeding to the finish/
N by the time we

mental capacity times three
I always know what's happening
Put me in a battlefield and I'll make it out high-fiving the enemy

I light up the track like I

alright
In the corner
Jesus walking down the road
To wander east or west reveals
What he don't know
Guided by a magic man
Everybody stares
So much more than

out here like they looking for the president
Sir i'm just resident
I see you as lesser than
Pouring out my henny like i'm going up in dividends
Stepping

you nowhere, believe it
Keeping it real will get you nowhere
Can't even receive it
These niggas out here, non-believers
You drawing up magic, and they