Chy Cartier - Like Magic

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    FILM CREDITS
    Director: Florian Joahn @florian.joahn
    Producer: Anthony Idahosa @ant21ida
    DOP: Courtney J.Bennett @courtneybennettdp
    1st AD: Eilis Sanfey @eilis.sanfey
    1st AC: Daniel Deighton
    2nd AC: Ryan Rae
    Production Assistant: Tinashe @ashe_tai
    Gaffer: Beau Wilkinson @it_was_bobo
    Spark: Justis @justherapper
    Colourist: Vlad Barin @vladb.c
    [Intro]
    Bap
    (It's Gdubz, baby)
    [Verse 1]
    You gotta listen to my rhymes a couple times
    To really overstand, I over plan, I overthink
    I really think it saved me from a lot
    This generation weird
    It's like I saw this shit coming, I'm not shocked, I'm so prepared
    Before uptown, we was in the hood then
    Batty and bench like I thought you was my good friend
    But, you was comin' 'round for all the info
    Together, we supposed to be on top
    So how you end up as a opp?
    You let the hate revoke your spot
    No new friends, please, don't call me, "Sis," I'm not your kin, ho
    And please, don't push my button
    'Cause you know me and I'm stubborn
    Your bridge, from I bun that
    Know it ain't no comebacks, I don't even deal with most my cousins
    And they hear I'm gettin' big
    So the ones I've never met start comin' out the woodworks all of a sudden
    My nanny gettin' older, that's the reason why I'm on go
    I need my money pronto
    I'm the topic haters need to have a convo'
    You do all the cussin' and be bluffin' I can tell you ain't on nothing
    I know what I'm on, you ain't on a thing at all
    I've been me always
    From back to my school days, I was rappin' in the dinner hall
    Prada, not Wallabies
    Them b*tches wannabes, I'm who they wanna be
    Got them sayin', "Chy think she bougie, like, she don't even follow me"
    The ones that doubted now acknowledge me, but I want an apology
    [Chorus]
    They ain’t on my level
    They ain’t in my bracket
    If I gave you my shoes bet you couldn’t hack it I get the bread and stack it
    I get the bread and rack it
    I run it up, I run it up
    I make it look like magic
    They ain’t on my level
    They ain’t in my bracket
    If I gave you my shoes bet you couldn’t hack it I get the bread and stack it
    I get the bread and rack it
    I run it up, I run it up
    I make it look like magic
    [Verse 2]
    I ain't gotta justify, I'm so real
    You don’t get to hang 'cause you don't know real
    I ain't got the time to really sit you down and teach
    You don't wanna work, you wanna leach
    I ain't signed no deal,
    They still can't keep up
    All these niggas havin' kittens 'cause they're cattin' for attention
    But they never get paid that
    In a Maybach, so laid back, kick my feet up
    I don't have to force it, it was written
    I sorta could've been a author
    Mummy's one daughter
    And when I'm workin',
    my goals I put my months by the quarter
    My flow like water, my drip like water
    Crusin' in the Range, I'm just rememberin' the Corsa
    Speed off, Forza, they can't catch this
    No time for Labrish, that's the reason they can't match this
    On the 'net, they're so bad, but not in real life
    In real life, they're catfish (Bap-bap, bap)
    [Chorus]
    They ain’t on my level
    They ain’t in my bracket
    If I gave you my shoes bet you couldn’t hack it I get the bread and stack it
    I get the bread and rack it
    I run it up, I run it up
    I make it look like magic
    They ain’t on my level
    They ain’t in my bracket
    If I gave you my shoes bet you couldn’t hack it I get the bread and stack it
    I get the bread and rack it
    I run it up, I run it up
    I make it look like magic
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