Styles Black Magic feat. Angie Stone Lyrics

[Angie Stone in background]
You...

Wha, wha yeah
It's like a team over here daddy
One for all, and one for one [let it flow, flow, flow... ahh yeah...]
If it aint that then it aint right
If you be knowin that, you'll be aight

[Verse 1]
My heart goes out to the homeless and poor
and my n____s in the bing that didn't go to the board
wit a 25 to L on your back the s___ is too cold
and for the kids that didn't get they school clothes
For the gods that lost they earth
The world's a song you'll get it back you just lost your verse
It's P verse the demons, that's why I'm feenin for weed
Cuz I don't wanna forfeit first
I could even bust my gun and do some office work
But I still wanna off this jerk [s___...]
I can't leave it out my rhymes [why]
cuz it be part of my dreams, to see 20 porsches murk
Three houses for the family, two for the n____s
When I die I was true to the n____s [true soldier]
and I never practice voodoo
But it's like Black Magic how I spit this fluid to n____s

[CHORUS: Angie Stone]
How do you move on his way
When taking all this stress and pain
There's gotta be a better way
There's gotta be a better way yeah
If I should give up hope today
P won't you help me find my way
All I really want...
Is to live my life so we can just get high yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Ask God when he stoppin the pain
A fiend got a shoelace on his arm and he poppin his vein
and the needle look dirty but I'm close to reaching thirty
and the only thing I know it's a profit to gain
I might cry but I'm still cold
I might be cold but I still cry
and bottomline I'ma still die
I can see the doors openin now
I can see the ghost floatin around
That's why P come down with the potenest sound
spit the s___ that'll open the ground [crack the ground]
My third eye got a horoscope [see it all]
So if you wanna know my horoscope, listen to the bars I wrote
Build and destroy
Come through the strip wit, bricks of the girl and keys of the boy
Cuz all I really want [what]
Was a gun and blunt, a lil money and some keys to a toy

[CHORUS]

[Verse 3]
My whole life been a sacrifice
So if my n____ need my help he aint never gotta ask me twice
I'm the n____ you could kick it wit
You gotta spot you wanna rob I'm the n____ you could stick it wit
I'm in the studio, I'm droppin pain on the beat
I'm famous indeed, but those is two differences
They tryin to understand me, but I overstand 'em
I'm the flowin phanthom, til we blowin random
and to my corner n____s holdin cannons
that want the money and jewels and everything cuz we so demanding
To the hoes that think I'm handsome
that know a gangster when she see one ma, yeah money that's the anthem
Callin n____s like that's the ransom
you could take 'em you could leave 'em but your man aint a happy camper
If P flowin then that's the cancer
Holiday the hottest s___ point blank dog that's the answer

[CHORUS] - 2X