Made In Magic City
This that legendary status
Made in Magic City
Hardest working in the room
My schedule getting busy
Think I'm talking
Nah fa real we getting to the business
Think I'm talking
Nah fa real we getting to the... uh
Back by popular demand
Watch me get to the check
I supply the squad
Till we all outta debt
I be in and out the gym
I'm never busting a sweat
On God yeah
That boy been a threat
Ya'll ain't talking bout nothing
Let you put on something
I'ma kick pure game
These other suckas be frontin
Tryna build an enterprise
I'm the son of a Hustler
The price just went up
Tell em double the budget
Couldn't see this shit coming
I'm buzzin all of sudden
I started out with my cousins
Now I'm alone in the jungle
But I'm ready to rumble
Could never this shit fumble
I came up being humble
Now I'ma stone cold stunna
Made in Magic City
I got paid in Magic City
To the grave it's Magic City
Made in Magic City
I got paid in Magic City
To the grave it's Magic City
Legendary
Magic City Tragic City
Still on the grind
Only keep my family round
This the new sound of
The city where the backwoods
Be rolled so swole
One false move
Can put yo life on hold... Yea
50 Racks, No tax
Money loss, Money stacked
Niggas rob, Niggas jack
Gotta pack a GATT cuz
Niggas don't know how to act
Take these words from the Mack
Fade with the straight backs
Homie don't play that
Herb still crumblin'
Niggas might gamble life away
Damn I just seen him yesterday
That's what they say
Then we put his face upon the shirt to show respect
Heard he had beef niggas hit the tech
Man that's a whole other level
Sold yo soul to the devil
I really couldn't dig it
Even if I had a shovel
Rebel cutting off loose ends
Gotta move cautions no new friends
Trump got elected
Filled out the application but it got rejected
So I got connected
Game I respect
Double up on Investments
Lord, please forgive me
Can you give me some direction?
Along with some protection?
I need that Smiff and Wesson
Streets ain't safe
And you know them ain't ya best friends
Say they don't down ride leave you
Shot up at the dead-end
Say they don't down ride leave you
Shot up at the dead-end
Made in Magic City
Hardest working in the room
My schedule getting busy
Think I'm talking
Nah fa real we getting to the business
Think I'm talking
Nah fa real we getting to the... uh
Back by popular demand
Watch me get to the check
I supply the squad
Till we all outta debt
I be in and out the gym
I'm never busting a sweat
On God yeah
That boy been a threat
Ya'll ain't talking bout nothing
Let you put on something
I'ma kick pure game
These other suckas be frontin
Tryna build an enterprise
I'm the son of a Hustler
The price just went up
Tell em double the budget
Couldn't see this shit coming
I'm buzzin all of sudden
I started out with my cousins
Now I'm alone in the jungle
But I'm ready to rumble
Could never this shit fumble
I came up being humble
Now I'ma stone cold stunna
Made in Magic City
I got paid in Magic City
To the grave it's Magic City
Made in Magic City
I got paid in Magic City
To the grave it's Magic City
Legendary
Magic City Tragic City
Still on the grind
Only keep my family round
This the new sound of
The city where the backwoods
Be rolled so swole
One false move
Can put yo life on hold... Yea
50 Racks, No tax
Money loss, Money stacked
Niggas rob, Niggas jack
Gotta pack a GATT cuz
Niggas don't know how to act
Take these words from the Mack
Fade with the straight backs
Homie don't play that
Herb still crumblin'
Niggas might gamble life away
Damn I just seen him yesterday
That's what they say
Then we put his face upon the shirt to show respect
Heard he had beef niggas hit the tech
Man that's a whole other level
Sold yo soul to the devil
I really couldn't dig it
Even if I had a shovel
Rebel cutting off loose ends
Gotta move cautions no new friends
Trump got elected
Filled out the application but it got rejected
So I got connected
Game I respect
Double up on Investments
Lord, please forgive me
Can you give me some direction?
Along with some protection?
I need that Smiff and Wesson
Streets ain't safe
And you know them ain't ya best friends
Say they don't down ride leave you
Shot up at the dead-end
Say they don't down ride leave you
Shot up at the dead-end
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Anderson
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