Magic - Blimes and Gab, Iamsu!

My game getting hot

Like a latte with the foam

I been around the globe, yeah

But, Mama, I’m coming home

The FaceTime is money

I got a schedule for my phone

My baseline ain’t budging, nah

So take ya budget head on home

Look, I been writing and living this

Y’all are just ventriloquists

You don’t really live for it

No handles, need to get a grip

No candles, never get 'em lit

I’ll call em out, we on they heads like pigeon shit

We hittin' targets, then we aiming again

It was written, saw it coming like a change in the wind

Y’all at practice, you just playing pretend

Nowadays, we don’t play 'til the payment is in, amen

I worked my hands to the bone to get here

No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own

No miracles, no smoke, no mirrors

I took my time and turned it into gold

See, I ain’t never had it

Now I’m makin' it appear and it’s clear everything I do is magic

Yeah, all I do is rap, get stacks, man, the shit is automatic

And I ain’t gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey, call me magic

Everything I do is magic

Get the fuck outta my way (Get the fuck outta my way)

You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)

Y’all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)

So get the fuck outta my way (Get the fuck outta my way)

Get the fuck outta my way (Get the fuck outta my way)

You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)

Y’all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)

Get the fuck outta my way, ayy (Get the fuck outta my way)

Oh yup, I’m 'bout to go up

When I get started like Casey Carter, I promise you I’ma blow up

I’m Osama the bomba, Cartagena the Don

Niggas defending my honor, and that’s real shit

I can go from real chill to real nigga real quick

It don’t take much for me to detonate the kill switch

Roll my own blunts just to separate ya bullshit

Keep the tool kit for them niggas talking foolish

Who this?

It’s that bitch that you love to hate

Always on the scene like a cutaway

Gettin' to the green, ain’t no other way

It’s all up in my DNA, ayy-ayy

Hustle harder than I ever have

I was kitty corner to the cul-de-sac

Started from the bottom near the lower half

Never plan on going back

Baby, I’ma need a quarter sack just to call you back, yeah

See, I ain’t never had it

Now I’m makin' it appear and it’s clear everything I do is magic

Yeah, all I do is rap, get stacks, man, the shit is automatic

And I ain’t gotta worry, 32 up on the jersey, call me magic

Everything I do is magic

Get the fuck outta my way (Get the fuck outta my way)

You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate)

Y’all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)

So get the fuck outta my way (Get the fuck outta my way)

Get the fuck outta my way (Get the fuck outta my way, yeah)

You know that I celebrate (You know that I celebrate, ayy)

Y’all just be riding my wave (Y'all just be riding my wave)

Get the fuck outta my way, ayy (Get the fuck outta my way, ayy, yeah)

David Copperfield in the field, got Magic

My shot nothing but the net like Dragic

Jordan 1 fragments, I can’t be stagnant

Special cloth alert, it costs for these fabrics

I got passion and drive to be great

Why you hatin', but you smile in my face?

Yeah, Off-White on my waist

Hear a beat levitate, ball like Kobe, number 8

Writing hits since the playground

Can somebody tell the top I’m on my way now?

Grew up in a great town, now I got the keys

Living in the dirty, but I’m hopping out clean

Saint Laurant jeans, respect my queens

And I won’t pass it if you ain’t on my team

I ain’t signed to Ye, but I’m getting out dreams

Heartbreak gang plus eyes on me

I worked my hands to the bone to get here

No one showed me the ropes, I learned 'em on my own

No miracles, no smoke, no mirrors

I took my time and turned it into gold

See, I ain’t never had it