MAGIC (Clean)
[00:00.00]Vince Staples、Mustard - MAGIC (Clean)
[00:00.35]Written by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
[00:01.09]Composed by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
[00:09.58]Mustard on the beat h**
[00:11.53]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[00:14.24]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[00:16.94]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[00:19.52]Can you imagine
[00:20.90]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[00:23.55]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[00:26.27]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[00:28.90]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[00:31.51]If I gave a f**k about a citch I'd always be broke
[00:34.82]I'd never get to pull up in a Benz with my locs
[00:37.39]Growin' up we was poor so we hopped off that porch
[00:40.13]With a gun tryna blow tryna kick down your door
[00:42.49]But that's old news spreading love now
[00:45.14]Sick of police lights sick of gun sounds
[00:48.10]N**gas' bread ain't up so they come foul
[00:50.53]But it's handshakes hugs when I come 'round wow
[00:53.97]Funny style hate to see a n**ga smilin'
[00:56.55]Hundred miles and runnin' through the public housin'
[00:59.23]Movin' mountains f**k who I was stumpin' down with
[01:02.02]Gunnin' down sh*t sittin' in the back of Crown Vics
[01:04.70]So janky know them n**gas down the street still hate me
[01:08.48]Hope lil baby know that she can't play me
[01:11.32]Dumb h** love cost but the game free dumb h**
[01:15.69]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[01:18.24]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[01:20.92]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[01:23.55]Can you imagine
[01:24.94]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[01:27.64]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[01:30.26]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[01:32.91]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[01:37.30]Crip and blood sh*t
[01:38.66]That's the only thing I ever been in love with it
[01:41.17]So I hope he know we never goin' public
[01:43.97]Hands full so I can't hold grudges nah
[01:48.08]I be thuggin' jumpin' out the backseat bustin'
[01:52.06]Everybody we be beefin' with be sayin' that they bleedin' sh*t
[01:54.91]But see us and they don't do nothin'
[01:57.36]Ah put it on the dead locs
[01:59.89]They know I been 'bout it-'bout it since the get-go
[02:02.58]If I hit the corner quick and better get low
[02:05.23]You ain't with it n**ga what you from the set for
[02:08.64]I just wanna be successful
[02:10.60]You won't never ever see me with my head low
[02:13.09]Momma met my daddy then they had me in the ghetto
[02:15.73]Handed me a thirty-eight and told me I was special norf
[02:19.74]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[02:22.25]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[02:24.92]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[02:27.54]Can you imagine
[02:28.99]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[02:31.65]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[02:34.29]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[02:36.98]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[02:40.97]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[02:43.70]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[02:46.25]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[02:48.90]Can you imagine
[02:50.29]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[02:53.00]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[02:55.61]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[02:58.34]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[03:03.52]See when you come from nothing make it into something I call that luck
[03:08.97]But when you come from where we come from I call that magic
[03:14.37]And when you get two n**gas from different sides of the city
[03:16.94]To do something like this
[03:19.15]I guess you could call that magic
[03:22.34]Getting off of Section 8 welfare
[03:28.58]Now it's Rolls Royces private jets that's magic
[03:35.15]Let me know what's magic to you yeah
[00:00.35]Written by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
[00:01.09]Composed by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
[00:09.58]Mustard on the beat h**
[00:11.53]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[00:14.24]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[00:16.94]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[00:19.52]Can you imagine
[00:20.90]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[00:23.55]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[00:26.27]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[00:28.90]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[00:31.51]If I gave a f**k about a citch I'd always be broke
[00:34.82]I'd never get to pull up in a Benz with my locs
[00:37.39]Growin' up we was poor so we hopped off that porch
[00:40.13]With a gun tryna blow tryna kick down your door
[00:42.49]But that's old news spreading love now
[00:45.14]Sick of police lights sick of gun sounds
[00:48.10]N**gas' bread ain't up so they come foul
[00:50.53]But it's handshakes hugs when I come 'round wow
[00:53.97]Funny style hate to see a n**ga smilin'
[00:56.55]Hundred miles and runnin' through the public housin'
[00:59.23]Movin' mountains f**k who I was stumpin' down with
[01:02.02]Gunnin' down sh*t sittin' in the back of Crown Vics
[01:04.70]So janky know them n**gas down the street still hate me
[01:08.48]Hope lil baby know that she can't play me
[01:11.32]Dumb h** love cost but the game free dumb h**
[01:15.69]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[01:18.24]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[01:20.92]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[01:23.55]Can you imagine
[01:24.94]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[01:27.64]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[01:30.26]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[01:32.91]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[01:37.30]Crip and blood sh*t
[01:38.66]That's the only thing I ever been in love with it
[01:41.17]So I hope he know we never goin' public
[01:43.97]Hands full so I can't hold grudges nah
[01:48.08]I be thuggin' jumpin' out the backseat bustin'
[01:52.06]Everybody we be beefin' with be sayin' that they bleedin' sh*t
[01:54.91]But see us and they don't do nothin'
[01:57.36]Ah put it on the dead locs
[01:59.89]They know I been 'bout it-'bout it since the get-go
[02:02.58]If I hit the corner quick and better get low
[02:05.23]You ain't with it n**ga what you from the set for
[02:08.64]I just wanna be successful
[02:10.60]You won't never ever see me with my head low
[02:13.09]Momma met my daddy then they had me in the ghetto
[02:15.73]Handed me a thirty-eight and told me I was special norf
[02:19.74]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[02:22.25]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[02:24.92]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[02:27.54]Can you imagine
[02:28.99]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[02:31.65]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[02:34.29]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[02:36.98]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[02:40.97]Feeling like I'm floating to the ceiling is it magic
[02:43.70]Baby tell me why you disappearin' this is magic
[02:46.25]I won't ever tell 'em how I did it it was magic
[02:48.90]Can you imagine
[02:50.29]Money in the mattress love the way I stack it
[02:53.00]I can make it rain blue hundreds can you catch it
[02:55.61]If somebody come through bluffin' I'ma blast 'em
[02:58.34]And tell the police I don't know what happened
[03:03.52]See when you come from nothing make it into something I call that luck
[03:08.97]But when you come from where we come from I call that magic
[03:14.37]And when you get two n**gas from different sides of the city
[03:16.94]To do something like this
[03:19.15]I guess you could call that magic
[03:22.34]Getting off of Section 8 welfare
[03:28.58]Now it's Rolls Royces private jets that's magic
[03:35.15]Let me know what's magic to you yeah
Vince Staples、Mustard - MAGIC (Clean)
Written by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
Composed by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
Mustard on the beat h**
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
If I gave a f**k 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**gas' 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**ga smilin'
Hundred miles and runnin' through the public housin'
Movin' mountains f**k who I was stumpin' down with
Gunnin' down sh*t sittin' in the back of Crown Vics
So janky know them n**gas down the street still hate me
Hope lil baby know that she can't play me
Dumb h** love cost but the game free dumb h**
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
Crip and blood sh*t
That's the only thing I ever been in love with it
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'
Ah put it on the dead locs
They know I been 'bout it-'bout it since the get-go
If I hit the corner quick and better get low
You ain't with it n**ga what you from the set for
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
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
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**gas 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
Written by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
Composed by：Lewis Hughes、Vincent Staples、Dexter Wansel、Dijon Mcfarlane、Jacob Wilkinson-Smith、Nicholas Audino、Theodore Life
Mustard on the beat h**
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
If I gave a f**k 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**gas' 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**ga smilin'
Hundred miles and runnin' through the public housin'
Movin' mountains f**k who I was stumpin' down with
Gunnin' down sh*t sittin' in the back of Crown Vics
So janky know them n**gas down the street still hate me
Hope lil baby know that she can't play me
Dumb h** love cost but the game free dumb h**
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
Crip and blood sh*t
That's the only thing I ever been in love with it
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'
Ah put it on the dead locs
They know I been 'bout it-'bout it since the get-go
If I hit the corner quick and better get low
You ain't with it n**ga what you from the set for
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
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
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**gas 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
