Magic

It's a new day, been a minute, caught up in a loop
Told myself I'm focused on the new
Been down bad for no reason
This ain't that, it's my season
Yessir! Oh no, no, no

When I'm with you, it just feel like magic
I'm a sucker for a good bad habit
Turn my back and then I'm right back at it
Turn my back and then I'm, yeah

Pretty, pretty, please, beggin' on my knees
I gotta go
Pretty, pretty, please, can I be released? (Oh, yeah)
I gotta know

You got me right in your palm
When I feel broken, I run to your arms
Keep comin' back, I came front on your charm
Said you won't do me no harm

I let you take over (yeah)
Every time we hang, you invite a hangover (OK)
Hard to stay sober
Ain't felt no pain since way in October (OK)

You've been makin' me nauseous (whoo)
Won't be cautious, 'cause I like it
Please keep takin' me hostage (whoa)
'Cause what's the harm of one more night and (yeah, yeah, hey)

Every time I fall
I'm turnin' everything I love into a god
I've been through it, this music
The only thing that's louder than my thoughts

Tryna get back everything you stole
I've been tired of givin' you control
I've been through it, I choose this
But it's never better than before

Baby, you can shoot this straight into my veins
You can fill up, up my lungs, I won't complain
I keep comin' back to you like an addict
I might say I'm free and then I reupdate my status, yeah, yeah

When I'm with you, it just feel like magic (magic)
I'm a sucker for a good bad habit (habit)
Turn my back and then I'm right back at it (at it)
Turn my back and then I'm (oh, yeah), yeah

Pretty, pretty, please, beggin' on my knees
I gotta go
Pretty, pretty, please, can I be released?
I gotta know

My hands up like
I'm gon' fight back
Both arms outstretched (yeah)
Like I'ma take a flight back

Every time I get away
I'd be comin' right back
And every time I get alone
I ask me, "Do you like that?"

Do you, do you like, do you like that?
Do you, do you like, do you like that?
Sometimes I don't even know how I'm feelin'
It can't get that top billin'

This the type of joint that make you lace up (ah)
This the type that make you turn your face up (ah)
Yeah, I told 'em I'm about to tear the place up (ah)
Pace up 'til 'em taste buds raised up (ha)

Do you see him bringin' beauty out of beasts? I do
Can't change if I stay with the feasts, I chew
Fight back with the bros over beats, I brew
I ain't through, I need peace, I ain't through, I ain't through, yeah

Every time I get away
He just call me right back
His grace said I'm safe at home
I need that

(Do you, ah, do you, ah) do you like, do you like that? (Yeah)
Do you like, do you like that?
(Do you, ah) do you like, do you like that?
(Do you, ah) do you like, do you like that?



Credits
Writer(s): William Barefield, Jraul Garcia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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