Lyrics

(Magic) Uh, we talk ideas and what happens in the afterlife They give me bad advice Small mindset people, we tryna rule the world More into spending but making my mind The better the spot the better the food As long as you don't take my space nothing else matters She don't give a fuck bout what ya talking nigga you gotta see Fuck you I told her like bitch quit calling my phone I need a real one 80s baby, Reagan era I drive through Fulfill your purpose, give that shit to someone They don't like the acapella version I'm trapped in your aura The way you be hitting And if she catch me lacking Fuck you Bitch quit calling my phone, I don't wanna be in love no more I told her like [Skit] "Niggas say anything to get some pussy."