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dj semi - magic lyrics

[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 f+cked like a p+rno
hammer with the switch, that is not my st++z (nah)
out the game, but connected with n+++++ from medellín (connected)
if you dream of k!llin’ 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 k!lla, n++++
but i ain’t tryna k!ll, (uh uh) i just want the bills and a check
i’m just tryna stretch, you just wanna flex
partin’ out the per diem, 1/3 of the lo
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 sh+t (how to rob)
momma on me, tellin’ me “n++++, go get a job” sh+t (get a job)
9+5’s wasn’t hiring, that made us rob sh+t (rob)
crown fried for dinner, you know, wing and a thigh sh+t
mama bought us clothes, our reaction, this not no fly sh+t
what’s five dollars, that’s a nick bag or burger and fry sh+t
sittin’ in class, noddin’ off, i was on some high sh+t
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 sh+t 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

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