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Motion

 

Motion

(album: Magic 2 - 2023)


Yeah
Test, test
Yeah
I might spend a week, I might

Yo
I might spend a week at the Magic Castle
Presidential Suite, made of brass and alabaster
You can cast a spell
Just backfires, they satire
My guyzer's and I just watching from highrises
Weird luck, 'cause when we fail, we only fail up
I tear up every time I see a mail truck
Know that check coming five-hundred a piece, smoothly
Ayo, that shit behooves me
They need to bring back beheadings
Guillotines for guys, get whacked like medieval times
They not ready
What we touch, leave everything dead-y
For tryna stop us, you can't, like my man said, we having motion

We having motion
We having motion
And ya'll ain't having no motion
No motion
No motion
Me and Hit, we having motion
Having motion
Having motion
And y'all ain't having no motion
It's all over
Like when the show end

Best friends chill by the pool, they bellydancing
Lamping, throwback sweatsuits from Grambling
Maybach trucks, Breaking Bad like Bryan Cranston
Black and white Nike Dunks, them clean Pandas
Dump the ashes in the ocean, get the sharks high
All black yacht, we made it from the hard times
In any era, Rivieras is my backdrop
Hacienda interchangeable, mad spots
Rolling dice, shirts like Miami Vice
The women, they wear the scent that seduce with embroidered ice
The flesh, a vessel, I'm not obsessed with death
I manifest what's best
I'm ghetto tested, bless
I'm having motion like an eighteen-wheeler out on the turnpike
My worst night, a motion picture Fox Searchlight
Three-wheel motion
West Coast shit
Nigga overdoses, imperial pistols, ferocious
Explosive
East Coast shit
Motion like Flavor Flav in that "I Ain't No Joke" vid
And I ain't gotta say a word 'cause they know
I see Anchorage out in Turks & Caicos
Maybe they too angry, that's why they don't got motion

We having motion
We having motion
And y'all ain't having no motion
No motion
No motion
Me and Hit, we having motion
Having motion
Having motion
And y'all ain't having no motion
It's all over
Like when the show end

Best friends chill by the pool, they bellydancing
Lamping, throwback sweatsuits from Grambling
Maybach trucks, Breaking Bad like Bryan Cranston
Black and white Nike Dunks, them clean Pandas

done

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