[Verse 1]
I remember when I used to try to turn fake dreams to reality
And try to turn a mad beat into a salary

I said I'd eat these rappers now I'm countin' calories
Livin' like an artist you can check me at the gallery
Picturin' my life as good that could just be a drawing of me

You can also rap kid but that doesn't mean you're balling on me
Get my point across just like a clearly written letter message
All you say is that you're getting' money find a better message

I don't care if you don't have time you can text it to me
All of your flow fall flat like anorexic groupies
So you can say I'm getting' faker by age, my hard work don't pay

But I don't care cause you aint never knew me
I'm gettin' better dude, just know that I don't imagine
Say I make a killin' when I'm fired up and make it tragic

You know why? Because my flow is kinda psychopathic
I could get you famous in a feature that's a taste of magic (that's a taste of magic)
Cookin' up a verse nah I took it out the oven

And you can tell me that it's crazy but I am above it
They think that what they say affects me but it really doesn't
Act like I'm their brother but I see 'em as my second cousin


See there is no relation
So why you wastin' time

Don't even make since so what's the point of makin' rhymes
Success is hard to find
It's not like you can catch it

So I let the beat ride
Shawty that's a taste of magic
That's a taste of magic



[Verse 2]

Hey, why y'all think I'm a lier
I spit crack y'all crap is no fire
I'mll get the gold first then retire

You have no drive like a car with 3 tires
If you gonna hype me up then you gonna see the bars I spit
Then I'm gonna post a rap you gonna see the stars I get

I'm gonna comeback from all the crap the world is ours again
I'mll turn it on and tune you in like a guitarist head
They say a picture's worth a thousand words I rap a photo

Livin' like Drake and Lil Wayne, Ha! YOLO
They gonna try me though
Favor gonna kill you faster than a bullet like Al Pacino and Carlito

I make 'em snap like a picture on the camera roll
If you were on the internet you'd blow it just like Amber Cole
We know you aint fly can't even ride the airlines

So you should fall back like Lebron James hairline
All of these people that are criticts sound like crickets
It doesn't count as sold out if you're only selling 5 tickets

So don't say you've done it all before
When you're only 15 and still 5 foot 4
Even at 10 percent I go hard I'm dope boy

You can't rap a line you drop bars and choke boy
Cigars and smoke boy addicted as a rap addict
And then I hit another one shawty that's a taste of magic



Third verse, more work

[Verse 3]
Shawty! I show up and show out
Mad cashflow how does my cash flow out

Everyday I'm hustlin' just to get a show out
This somethin' like Hanes we about to have blow out
I take a bite outta life because it's edible

I'm just here to help, Mr. Incredible
I do what I love, call it obsessional
This aint amateur hour keep it professional

More specific feel like the MVP
Meaningful Verse Producer not just abc's
I haven't even heated up but I'm like third degree

If I keep on rappin' then success is guaranteed
My flow is tight you can call that tank top
I'mll get money all day until the bank stops

Your friend listen to me all he said was "He hot"
And then I dropped a bomb and by that I mean the beat dropped
I know I aint the best rapper I admit it
If I said it to your face your brain still wouldn't get it
We all have dreams you can talk it I'll live it

Rappin' all night 1 word committed
My flow is very well my wallet's gonna benefit it
If I can't do this I wouldn't do nothin' different
Stop me in the lane then I'mll hit 'em with a pivot
Now that's a taste of magic, said it, did it