Casting Spells (feat. Mary J. Blige)

What we sing about? Money, cars, and bitches

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What we sing about? Money, cars, and bitches

And duckin' from the mistress and fuckin' off the riches

We be singin' 'bout money, hoes, and clothes

What you reap, what you sow, you know how that shit go

We be rappin' 'bout thugs, drugs, and clubs

We all need a little hug, we all need a little love

What you talkin' 'bout? What you spell could be a spell

What you sayin' could be creatin' your own hell

Life and death is the power of the tongue

So I rap about upscale livin' and what I want

Champagne and ice in the Goyard trunk

A couple bitches lookin' nice, mansion, water front

We all must admit, this the ego talkin'

We be trollin' hard to keep the people talkin'

Lil' kid rap about how he bust a drill

'Cause he heard labels givin' out a million dollar deal

And they don't give a fuck about none of us, for real

Life insurance 'case the artist get killed

And when we gone, they be makin' a bill

Cashin' out off your songs while they keep you in jail

And don't get caught with the RICO on the beat though

Incriminate yourself with your people on the d-low

Feds come through like Deebo and they evil

Don't talk on Instagram, that's when you evoke

What we sing about? Money, cars, and bitches

And duckin' from the mistress and fuckin' off the riches

We be singin' 'bout money, hoes, and clothes

What you reap, what you sow, you know how that shit go

We be rappin' 'bout thugs, drugs, and clubs

We all need a little hug, we all need a little love

What you talkin' 'bout? What you spell could be a spell

What you sayin' could be creatin' your own hell

We are special, nothin' average about us

Extraordinary, so you never should doubt us

We are the DNA of a winner

We ain't rookies, we ain't no beginners

We got way too much to lose

So stay away with all your bullshit

We're just reppin', yeah we keep on rollin'

Victorious, we gon' keep on goin'

This is music for the champions

The trouble don't start with the pill

We self-medicate when the mental get ill

And wanna numb the pain 'til we can't even feel

We all walkin' in the dark, and that's what give me the chills

We all got light inside us to guide us

This for my lords and goddess, we guide us

Keep white Jesus, Pac was a prophet

Heart like a rasta, synagogue my casa

Took time to find self, got me talkin' different

Then talk how I walk and it cause confliction

I wasn't feelin' right, I had to pay attention

Disassociated every time it caused tension

Mary said we just wanna be happy

I just wanna live and take care of my family

Keep the hate away, fuck nigga, don't dap me

Double strapped so them hoes don't trap me

This is music for the champions

You know the rough road, make the journey more worth it

Know what you doin', man? You givin' niggas an opportunity

You know, you givin' 'em an opportunity

To walk away from that butt rap shit

You know what I'm sayin'? Let's fuck, let's get high

You know what I mean? It's like, pop that booty shit

You understand? You dig what I'm sayin', man?

That shit is, hey nephew, you hear that shit right there, man?

You listenin' to yourself? You, you, you takin' rap to the height

You can't, you can't, there's no room above that

They got that height, you takin' 'em to the height

This is the highest shit, man

When you talk about what you talkin' about, what's higher?

I ain't seen it

'Cause it's the truth

Yeah, no, it's not just the truth

It's the ultimate truth