[Carl]
I always want something new!
[Supa Bwe]
Mahhjik, Mahhjik, magic
Suppppa.... Suuuupa
HURT!

[Verse 1: Carl]
I'm stuck right in the middle with these riddles rhymes and scribbles
Get this all-mighty dollar, throw these little dimes some nickels
Hella storm in one droplet, with a thousand little ripples
If only you understood me, if only it was that simple
Life's crazy, I'm crazy, I'm trying to switch up the tempo
The roads turning, I swerve off and land in a temple
My hands held to my central, her hand held for convenince
I keep the speaker phone loud let the feds know I'm feinding

I'ma be fresh as hell on a beach in Taiwan
Corporations racing just to see what I'm on
Dylon, Dylon, Dylon
Hot fire probably cover the pie charts
Pipe down, people flickin' with Nikons
The flashing lights are asinine
I'm after mine I'm after mine
I'm after mine, I'm after mine

[Verse 2: Supa Bwe]
On God you a hype beast
Last week didn't like me
NOW YOU CAN'T WAIT TO MEET!
Last year she ain't love me
And my homie said fuck me

On God you a hype beast
Last week didn't like me
NOW YOU CAN'T WAIT TO MEET!
Last year she ain't love me
And my homie said fuck me-
Now they praising me!
On god you a hype beast
I'ma God and you trifling
I am gone with the lightning
Hate on what I'm doing, What's wrong with the right thing?
Since birth we've been fighting
Im'a loser baby... So why don't you kill me
Like why don't you feel me? Jump right off this building

Cause fuck my life make everything magic
I ain't really had shit, always been a maverick
Always dealing damage, always dealing something...
Cause America won't give a n***a nothing

[Outro: Carl & Supa Bwe]
(I'm after mine, I'm after mine)
I don't fuck with hoes cause these hoes talk too much
I don't fuck with bros cause my bros talk too tough
Fuck everybody man I'm thinking about the future
Fuck everybody man I'm thinking about the future