MAGIC Lyrics – Vince Staples
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic?
Baby tell me why you’re disappearing, is it 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 thru bluffin’ I’mma blast ‘em
And tell the police I don’t know what happened
If I gave a *** about a citch, I’d always be broke
I’d never get to pull up in a benz with my LOCs
Growing up, we was poor so we hopped off that porch
With a *** tryna blow, tryna kick down your door
But that’s old news. Spreading love now
Sick of police lights, sick of *** sounds
Niggas bread ain’t up so they come foul
But it’s handshakes, hugs when I come ‘round. Wow
Funny style, hate to see a *** smiling
Hundred miles and runnin’ through the public housing
Moving mountains, for who I was stomping down with
Gunning down ***, sitting in the back of Crown Vics
So janky, know the niggas down the street still hate me
Hope lil baby know that she can’t play me
Dumb ***, love costs but the game free
Dumb ***
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic?
Baby tell me why you’re disappearing, is it 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 thru bluffin’ I’mma blast ‘em
And tell the police I don’t know what happened
Crip and Blood ***
That’s the only thing I’ve ever been in love with
So I hope you know we never going public
Hands full so I can’t hold grudges
Nah, I be thuggin
Jumping out the back seat bustin’
Everybody we be beefing with be saying that they bleeding ***
But see us and they don’t do nothing
Aww, put it on the dead LOCs
They know I been ‘bout it ‘bout it since the get go
If I hit the corner clickin, better get low
You ain’t wit it ***, what you from the set for? Huh?
I just wanna be successful
You will never ever see me with my head low
Mama met my daddy then they had me in the ghetto
Handed me a .38 and told me I was special. Norf
Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic?
Baby tell me why you’re disappearing, is it 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 thru bluffin’ I’mma 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’re disappearing, is it 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 thru bluffin’ I’mma blast ‘em
And tell the police I don’t know what happened
See, when you come from nothing
Then 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 niggas 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
