Reggie - Magic Lyrics

Whoa
I hope you know I'm back up in my zone again
I'm writin' raps in my phone again
Solo grindin' for the throne again
Girl askin' when I'm comin' home again
Told her baby I ain't comin' home I'm back on road again
Whoa
I did work
I did really seen the work
I ain't have to put in work
I was out there with the b****** gettin' gettin' gettin'
What I want, just showin' a smirk
I was wit my n***** spillin' paradis up on my shirt
You ain't know
I did grindin' I did grindin' for my spot
Top boy so that really mean I'm climbin' for the top
You a waste man throw em' in the trash you a flop
How I know the lingo
I been livin' life up on a cheat code
Marshawn definition beast mode
We was broke that s*** got repo
Buy the crib let's go Home Depot
Fully furnish for my people
Lethal weapon, weapon lethal
I ain't know that s*** illegal
California ridin' off
In a candy painted regal yeah

Yeah
This the s*** that we work for
Stamps all in my passport
Gucci bag no Jansport
They ain't checkin' when I transport
Yeah
They ain't checkin'
All I know is no ID and I got bad ones in my section whoa
I been creepin', eyes glossy from the steam
Memories on how we used to weigh it down on triple beam
Gettin' money, gettin' cream
Man that's all I ever need
If you see me in the streets I'm walkin' with my camera team
And I'm good
D*** her down like I should
Reggie just a bit misunderstood
Makin' tunes for the white girls
Still makin' slaps for the hood
Drinkin' Henny still slappin' dominoes on the wood
Yeah
12:42 I'm still up in the mix
Dark out, I'm in the custom white airmax 96
If it don't make dollars why the f*** would it make sense
If I ever said that shit, you f****** right that's what I meant
Whoa