Mr. Magic

She play with my heart, told her this ain't no magic
I've been in the dark, they say it's so tragic
I've been stuck in the past, told her what happens happens
Take off like a rocket, she know that I'm blastin

All that time we had
She knows it's stuck in the past
No, we can't get that back
Why you gon' stab my back

Say why you stab my back, bitch

Ayy, ayy, why you stab a nigga back
Say why you leave a nigga hurtin
Like you wanted a new purse
I bought you diamonds, bought you Birkins
I ain't lyin

Say I ain't lyin, you was worth it
Damn, well that's what I thought, bitch

You a grimy, slimy bitch, and you a lying, conniving bitch
And I can't wait till I see you and fuck around, hit you with that switch
Or I can switch it up and move on, go get me a new bitch
And I can take her, buy her purses, Birkins, Tory Burch and shit

Hold on, uh, yeah, I can boss up her lil' life
And I can take her out, and we can go driving all night, uh

She play with my heart, told her this ain't no magic
I've been in the dark, they say it's so tragic
I've been stuck in the past, told her what happens happens
Take off like a rocket, she know that I'm blastin

All that time we had
She knows it's stuck in the past
No, we can't get that back
Why you gon' stab my back