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lirik lagu ebk young joc & li rye - magic touch

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[intro: ebk young joc]
(jew3lz)
(my n~gga jew3lz made the beat)
uh~uh, yeah
uh~uh, yeah

[verse 1: ebk young joc]
[?] no delay, that mean no seatbelts
did this sh~t all by my own, i ain’t need help
handouts for what? how i get it like how my pop showed
say you rockin’, you rollin’, then beat the block, folk
and i can’t sell you no dreams, this sh~t get real as real
hard time copin’, my n~ggas died on me in the field
worth as h~ll, been independent without a deal
a syrup sipper, i done fell in love with pills
lord, forgive me, i done fell in love with drills
just not a b~tch, i can’t really tell you how that feel

[verse 2: li rye]
lost n~ggas i love to the streets, wish i ain’t know how that feel
wake up, see my brother face and then i throw back a pill
hard to cope with all the sh~t been on my mind lately
wonder if i give this b~tch my heart, is she gon’ drive me crazy?
stop the car, i put this b~tch in park, then i hop out blazin’
really one them n~ggas, f~ck the car, they never had to chase me
we the ones that crept on ’em, stepped on ’em
we slide and k!ll what’s left of them, put belt to them
hop out shootin’ above the rim, for my brother, cry when i see him
you see the pain in my eyes, and it been blood in all my tears
these prescriptions help me disguise my emotions, i’ve been so over sh~t
[verse 3: ebk young joc]
she told me that she loved me, i couldn’t tell or notice it
this sh~t get wicked, the life we livin’ is h~ll or jail
i’ma pick my dogs up if they ever fell
clutchin’ heavy fye, oh, we ready now
bustdowns and plain janes, baguette diamonds
streets told me they love me, knew they was lyin’
bae, this ain’t what you used to
see, i told you, now you callin’ like, what you do?
mm, i got the magic touch
in my city n~ggas hatin’, they be mad at us
she throwin’ that lil’ sh~t on me, baby, back it up

[verse 4: li rye]
really havin’, ain’t gotta show it, no, we don’t brag about nothin’
real gangster, when in my town, know i’ma die with my gun
we had to grow up slangin’ iron, watch n~ggas die tryna stunt
shots out this chopper hawk sh~t down, bro died, we slid for a month


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