Future - Magic ft. T.I. Chords

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_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm talking money don't talk to us I'm still stacking that guac up
Harder than you when I'm locked up You type jet pop up
When you rolling that guac Got mine growing like grapevines in the backyard
Come look bruh I pull up, hop out, bam, jet pop out
Hey, better watch out, stay around that guac My style's mean till it's hostile
Henna dress up dawg, come check it out Spend a couple mil, no stress at all
Big bank bro, no checks at all FYI I'm flexing y'all
Game ain't one professional You small ball like golf balls
I basketball, go ask your bro Tell her it's open sesame
Abracadabra she work for me Like Ty-Dawg
Walla Gucci, Louis, Stryber's, Prada
Bitch tell him not to work a lot, leave him at it
Too bad, bad, bad, I got [F] him out of [Ebm] magic
The way I move the world, what's the people call it baby
Tipping on the, me in the yellow [F] drinking [Ebm] magic
Walla, magic, walla, magic, walla, magic, walla, magic
Bitch tell him not to work a lot, leave him at it
Tipping on the, [B] me in the yellow [F] drinking magic
[Ebm] On my way to Aspen I forgot to do my taxes
Call him out of county he gon' make it [Abm] through magic
[Ebm] Had to get a driver jet to drop me at the airport
Way I, this [Abm] man I burn him up like nuclear
[Ebm] $5000 on superstar attire
K.A. Young Future bringing the amplifier
All this grand cash make me, retire
Gotta drop a half a half if you wanna put me [Abm] on a [Ebm] flyer
Excuse me but my name go crazy
CD diamonds ain't nothing I'm forgetting
Too bad, bad, me the greatest
A-M [Abm]-G in a brand new [Ebm] Mercedes
Turn out the light I'ma do a 180 for the haters
I'ma go ahead do a 360
Drinking on the Sprite, got it, no limit
[Abm] [Ebm] Bitch tell him not to work a lot, leave him at it
Too bad, bad, been a god, I'm out of magic
The way I made it, the pussy feel call the band
Tipping on the, me [F] in the yellow drinking magic
[Ebm] Walla, magic, walla, magic, walla, magic Walla, magic
Bitch tell him not to work a lot, leave him at it
Tipping on the, me in the yellow drinking magic
Billionaire boy, that's true inspiration
None of the ass can not get no [Abm] such things limitation
[Ebm] Grind down 20 in the motha, patient
Just love magic in the motha, patient
Two, twinning in a Beamer out of Germany
Gotta think for me, don't wanna think for me
I got all my energy, [Abm] I'm a embassy
[Ebm] I know tricks like Criss Angel
I don't trick but I can make you famous
You will disappear from your past life, you a real pill
[Abm] Go out of sight, [Ebm] I'm Pluto talking
You see me walking, when you walking
I used to be fly but now I'm hawking
I was on earth but now I'm sci-fi
Walla, I stay, my, don't lay high
I double bet like two cups
I pour a lot [Gb] in that new [F] question
[Ebm] Bitch tell him not to work a lot, leave him at it
Too bad, bad, been a god, I'm out of magic
The way I made it, the pussy feel call the band
Tipping on the, me [B] in the yellow [F] drinking magic
[Ebm] Walla, magic, walla, magic, walla, magic
Walla, magic, bitch tell him not to work a lot, leave him at it
Tipping on the, me in the yellow [Abm] drinking magic
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