MAGIC (David Blaine)

(Intro)
Yea, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Yea yea
Ohh, ohh
Yea yea
Ohh, yea yea
Hold up
Yea yea, huh
Yea yea, yea
Johnny, yea
Ohh

(Verse)
Most of these niggas, you know that they rapping the same yea
You need to switch that flow, you need to change yea
Gotta know how to play your role, 'cause this a game yea
Making bangas like it's magic, David Blaine yea
Yea, hol up
You already know what it is
We wanted money since kids
Now we be stacking the chips, uh
Niggas be tryna get rich, uh
Gotta just stay out the mix, uh
Gotta just stay out the mix, uh
Gotta just stay out the mix, uh
You already know what's up
Tryna pull up in a Bentley truck
And these niggas, they running they mouth
So, I can't really say too much
And I know y'all don't fuck with my songs
I don't care, I don't give no fuck
And some people gon do you wrong, that's why you can't have no trust
Every song yea, I say I rock Vlone
All this shit from top, it's coming from the dome
All this shit from top, recording in my home
'Member days me and Swerv recording on the phone
Yea, uh I'm too lit
I'm too lit, huh
I'm too lit, yea
I'm too lit, yea yea
I'm too lit, uh uh
I'm too lit, yea yea
I'm too lit, uh uh ohh