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Ramona Park Broke My Heart OUT NOW: Stream/download here: LYRICS [Chorus] Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic? Baby tell me why you’re disappearing, is it magic? I won’t ever tell ‘em how I did it, it was magic Can you imagine? Money in the mattress Love the way I stack it I can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it? If somebody come thru bluffin’ I’mma blast ‘em And tell the police I don't know what happened [Verse 1] If I gave a fuck about a citch, I’d always be broke I’d never get to pull up in a benz with my LOCs Growing up, we was poor so we hopped off that porch With a gun tryna blow, tryna kick down your door But that’s old news. Spreading love now Sick of police lights, sick of gun sounds Niggas bread ain’t up so they come foul But it’s handshakes, hugs when I come ‘round. Wow Funny style, hate to see a nigga smiling Hundred miles and runnin’ through the public housing Moving mountains, for who I was stomping down with Gunning down shit, sitting in the back of Crown Vics So janky, know the niggas down the street still hate me Hope lil baby know that she can’t play me Dumb hoe, love costs but the game free Dumb hoe [Chorus] Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic? Baby tell me why you’re disappearing, is it magic? I won’t ever tell ‘em how I did it, it was magic Can you imagine? Money in the mattress Love the way I stack it I can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it? If somebody come thru bluffin’ I’mma blast ‘em And tell the police I don't know what happened [Verse 2] Crip and Blood shit That’s the only thing I’ve ever been in love with So I hope you know we never going public Hands full so I can’t hold grudges Nah, I be thuggin Jumping out the back seat bustin’ Everybody we be beefing with be saying that they bleeding shit But see us and they don’t do nothing Aww, put it on the dead LOCs They know I been ‘bout it ‘bout it since the get go If I hit the corner clickin, better get low You ain’t wit it nigga, what you from the set for? Huh? I just wanna be successful You will never ever see me with my head low Mama met my daddy then they had me in the ghetto Handed me a .38 and told me I was special. Norf [Chorus] Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic? Baby tell me why you’re disappearing, is it magic? I won’t ever tell ‘em how I did it, it was magic Can you imagine? Money in the mattress Love the way I stack it I can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it? If somebody come thru bluffin’ I’mma blast ‘em And tell the police I don't know what happened [Chorus] Feeling like I’m floating to the ceiling, is it magic? Baby tell me why you’re disappearing, is it magic? I won’t ever tell ‘em how I did it, it was magic Can you imagine? Money in the mattress Love the way I stack it I can make it rain blue hundreds, can you catch it? If somebody come thru bluffin’ I’mma blast ‘em And tell the police I don't know what happened [Outro: Mustard] See, when you come from nothing Then make it into something, I call that luck But when you come from where we come from I call that magic And when you get two niggas from different sides of the city To do something like this, I guess you could call that magic Getting off of section 8, welfare Now it’s Rolls Royces, private jets That’s magic Let me know what’s magic to you
