Casting Spells Songtext
von FERG

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