[Chorus]
I had to put chrome on my hip
I ain't had no choice, I was born in this shit
Downbad hitting them stains
I hopped of the porch
And kicked in a door for this shit
Remember you played my name?
It’s cool
I'm ready to up on the score for that shit
That ain't no loss you took nigga if you learned
Can’t wear them stripes nigga you ain't earn
[Verse]
She sucking my dick tryna get to the top
No net worth but you know Freeco making a lot
Ain't signing no deals less the label put M's on the spot
High speed chase from the cops
Ain't pulling me over, you know I got sticks in the car
Tryna be me, you ain't making it far
I get yo' good mans sent to the stars
My pockets on flood, ain't seein’ no drought
Freeco don’t got no racks? Nigga watch your mouth
Opps outside, nigga setup shop right by they house
Kick door trap on my plug, got the sticks from the south
You got a .40, think you ‘bout to take me out?
In the bushes tryna stake me out
I got niggas tryna snake me out
I got bitches tryna chase me now
I got labels tryna pay me now
Fuck ima do with like 50 racks
Paid for the feat, now he mad I ain't send it back
Fucked on yo bitch, she was mines but I sent her back
I told my ex girlfriend, “No strings attached”
My feelings don’t go to no thot bitch
Money, Power, That's all I got bitch
GT Judas told me “Bro you got this”
Me and Blo really was holding that hot shit
Then the feds came and locked me up
Know they wishing that they shot me up
Model bitches tryna top me up
You got niggas what you want me for?
Yeah, you know that i'm having
Downbad me and my brothers was crashing
One check, all it took to make magic
[Chorus]
I had to put chrome on my hip
I ain't had no choice, I was born in this shit
Downbad hitting them stains
I hopped of the porch
And kicked in a door for this shit
Remember you played my name?
It’s cool
I'm ready to up on the score for that shit
That ain't no loss you took nigga if you learned
Can't wear them stripes nigga you ain't earn
Magic was written by Freeco.
Magic was produced by Grandmastafunk.