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magic - vince staples & mustard lyrics

magic lyrics
[intro]
mustard on the beat, ho

[chorus]
feeling like i’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic?
baby, tell me why you disappearin’, this is magic
i won’t ever tell ’em how i did it, it was magic
can you imagine?
money in the mattress, love the way i stack it
i can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it?
if somebody come through bluffin’, i’ma blast ’em
and tell the police i don’t know what happened

[verse 1]
if i gave a f*ck about a citch, i’d always be broke
i’d never get to pull up in a benz with my locs
growin’ up, we was poor, so we hopped off that porch
with a gun, tryna blow, tryna kick down your door
but that’s old news, spreading love now
sick of police lights, sick of gun sounds
n*ggas’ bread ain’t up, so they come foul
but it’s handshakes, hugs when i come ’round, wow
funny style, hate to see a n*gga smilin’
hundred miles and runnin’ through the public housin’
movin’ mountains, f*ck who i was stumpin’ down with
gunnin’ down sh*t, sittin’ in the back of crown vics
so janky, know them n*ggas down the street still hate me
hope lil’ baby know that she can’t play me
dumb ho, love cost but the game free, dumb ho
[chorus]
feeling like i’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic?
baby, tell me why you disappearin’, this is magic
i won’t ever tell ’em how i did it, it was magic
can you imagine?
money in the mattress, love the way i stack it
i can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it?
if somebody come through bluffin’, i’ma blast ’em
and tell the police i don’t know what happened

[verse 2]
crip and blood sh*t
that’s the only thing i ever been in love with
so i hope he know we never goin’ public
hands full so i can’t hold grudges, nah
i be thuggin’, jumpin’ out the backseat bustin’
everybody we be beefin’ with be sayin’ that they bleedin’ sh*t
but see us and they don’t do nothin’
aw, put it on the dead locs
they know i been ’bout it*’bout it since the get*go
if i hit the corner cl!ckin’, better get low
you ain’t with it n*gga, what you from the set for? huh?
i just wanna be successful
you won’t never ever see me with my head low
momma met my daddy, then they had me in the ghetto
handed me a thirty*eight and told me i was special, norf
[chorus]
feeling like i’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic?
baby, tell me why you disappearin’, this is magic
i won’t ever tell ’em how i did it, it was magic
can you imagine?
money in the mattress, love the way i stack it
i can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it?
if somebody come through bluffin’, i’ma blast ’em
and tell the police i don’t know what happened
feeling like i’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic?
baby, tell me why you disappearin’, this is magic
i won’t ever tell ’em how i did it, it was magic
can you imagine?
money in the mattress, love the way i stack it
i can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it?
if somebody come through bluffin’, i’ma blast ’em
and tell the police i don’t know what happened

[outro: mustard]
see when you come from nothing, make it into something, i call that luck
but when you come from where we come from, i call that magic
and when you get two n*ggas from different sides of the city, to do something like this, i guess you could call that magic
getting off of section 8, welfare
now it’s rolls royces, private jets, that’s magic
let me know what’s magic to you, yeah

- vince staples mustard lyrics

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