A little bit of magic
A little bit of smoke up
in these lungs
Runnin' from the Devil
with my guitar
Angel on my shoulder
got me this far
Had to make it happen
Go and touch the sky or
die too young
But I don't take the credit
for the good part
Blame it on my mama
'cause she prayed hard
Ayy I really made it
I'm still thankin' the Lord
'Cause we was really
out here hatin'
All we knew was
up the score
We was tryna figure it out
But sh*t the Devil kept us
bored
Like should we go apply for
jobs or go hit licks and
rob these stores
Still a teen
But I was growin'
I learned my lessons
Mom and Pops tried
they best
But I was livin' young and
reckless
Coulda made it out in sports
But in them streets was
too invested
Took that cell for me to get it
And that changed my life
forever
It's like I felt I needed
A little bit of magic
A little bit of smoke up
in these lungs
Runnin' from the Devil
with my guitar
Angel on my shoulder
got me this far
Had to make it happen
Go and touch the sky or
die too young
But I don't take the credit
for the good part
Blame it on my mama
'cause she prayed hard
Sh*t is crazy things changed
But it's startin' to
feel the same
The only difference is
the money
And this unwanted-a*s
fame
But my family lookin' good
Got most my people out
the hood
And plus my kids is
more than good
So sh*t
I really can't complain
We can go back in
them stores
And buy the stuff we
couldn't afford
'Cause now I'm headlinin'
these tours
It's like this music sh*t was
for me
I get paid to tell my story
Plus my fans truly adore me
I like this lane
I think it's for me
I just know my mama
prayed for
A little bit of magic
A little bit of smoke up
in these lungs
Runnin' from the Devil
with my guitar
Angel on my shoulder
got me this far
Had to make it happen
Go and touch the sky or
die too young
But I don't take the credit
for the good part
Blame it on my mama
'cause she prayed hard