Magic City Freestyle (feat. Matt Poison)

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Ya, Yuh

No this beat not magic but I feel like David Blaine on it
I got demons in my head, they spend all the bands with me
Simon says take some more when he come 'round he friendly
You a lil Roly-Poly, I roll dope, in a fucking Bentley

Double C, mercy me, Perky don't put me to sleep
Jesus freak, set her free, give the D, I gotta leave
Popping tags, Prada bags, she know I got a lot of racks
Keep going imma break her back, no I don't know how to act
Ya, real go getter, Maison Margiela
I made the beat, all my vocals did was make it better
A masterpiece, ya I'm a real solid fella
Solid fella I'm a real Prada stepper
He just kept on talking, he had to leave in a stretcher
Hop up in the Altima my seats are made of leather
He like why are you with Poison, she said 'he just do it better'
Do it better, ya, I just do it better
Wasn't fucking with the function had to jet off
Jet off ya, find the truth

Why am I disguised by you?
Sad seeing someone overdose on the truth
F*ck a pity party, tryna wake up to a view
Mask my face, bust my Jewel

No this beat not magic but I feel like David Blaine on it
I got demons in my head, they spend all the bands with me
Simon says take some more when he come 'round he friendly
You a lil Roly-Poly, I roll dope, in a fucking Bentley

Rolling dope in a Bentley
You don't wanna see us we not friendly
I got lots of motherfuckers tryna come and end me
Still walking cause I'm, uh, so deadly
These pussy motherfuckers can't offend me, put my bitch Fendi
This bitch was tryna flex that shit to me, look like a penny
These diamonds blind a hoe, she got caught up looking at my chest piece
Jumping off the desk please, fifth grade I was menacing
I guess I focused on the better-ing, that's the death of me
Ain't afraid of my death, cause I'm focused on my destiny
I though I would die until I took a shot of Hennessy
Ya, flying high got all my brothers next time
On the Virgin Islands, on a jetski
See me with my money but I'm not forgetting
Took a while to get to the place I'm flexing
Got a bad bitch and I'm fucking on her bestie

Why am I disguised by you?
Sad seeing someone overdose on the truth
F*ck a pity party, tryna wake up to a view
Mask my face, bust my Jewel

No this beat not magic but I feel like David Blaine on it
I got demons in my head, they spend all the bands with me
Simon says take some more, when he come 'round he friendly
You a lil Roly-Poly, I roll dope, in a fucking Bentley

Had small house big family
Got big house big families
Got big house big mansions
I'm runnin' these streets, beep beep in my fucking wagon
I draggin my tail and shit, I bust out some tailored shit
I be hitting nailing shit, probably hit and nail your bitch
Ya, ya, yuh

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