Magical hands
Magical hands
If I touch it that Sh** turn into Gold
Put ma sh**o flight mode
Don’t disturb me b** um in ma Zone
Hunned and turn for ma clique
Uh keep it real yeah
Still ain’t prepared for this Sh**
But let the fame come
It’s way too much for me to think they’d understand all ma problems
I suffered the most I should have died last year August
Hope it doesn’t hurt when I leave and Take ma Vision with me
Snique is Still here Fixing ma Sh**
What would I do without Him! ¿
Hundred nights and the stu
At the Beats um Tearing Off
Sat down with ma mama last month,.
That Sh** had me tearing up
Never talk about it to nobody though
Never show ma weakness coz um Godly!
Um betting that they love me now, Look how they Got me
Sliding with ma partners now, look how we Mobbing
Um Smoking the Zaza
Up in the sky, look we climbing the ladder
Um popping these pills
Smoking this spliff
So akuna matata
Um popping these pills
Relaxed, uh Got Snique
Ni**s scared, in they feels
That’s what I never understand
I killed this beat by saying “Yeah” ..
Magical hands
If I touch it that Sh** turn into Gold
Put ma sh**o flight mode
Don’t disturb me b** um in ma Zone
Hunned and turn for ma clique
Uh keep it real yeah
Still ain’t prepared for this Sh**
But let the fame come
It’s way too much for me to think they’d understand all ma problems
I suffered the most I should have died last year August
Hope it doesn’t hurt when I leave and Take ma Vision with me
Snique is Still here Fixing ma Sh**
What would I do without Him!
You see these crazy stories about me?
Forget it! Don’t nobody got a drop upon me
They all just talk
Don’t call em opps
Them guns for props
Don’t guck with em
They ain’t no Force
These people are just clueless
They all just ma students
Hold up please don’t do that
That’s ma flow, you stole that
Um up and down um trinna prove something
‘Competition’, see none
Um higher Than The Jambo, Put me on
Um kinda Fly Now
Um trinna start a wave bra
All ma people know ma reason
Roll it up, Light it Up
Poppin Seals like I’ve Made it Out
But I’m struggling, um Breaking Off yeah
Magical hands
If I touch it that Sh** turn into Gold
Put ma sh**o flight mode
Don’t disturb me b** um in ma Zone
Hunned and turn for ma clique
Uh keep it real yeah
Still ain’t prepared for this Sh**
But let the fame come
It’s way too much for me to think they’d understand all ma problems
I suffered the most I should have died last year August
Hope it doesn’t hurt when I leave and Take ma Vision with me
Snique is Still here Fixing ma Sh**
What would I do without Him!
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