Magnolia Lyrics

Baby, I'm not from the Nola, yeah You know that, you know that

Baby, I'm not from the Nola, yeah You know that I'm from Magnolia

I came from sleeping on sofas

These niggas really don't know us

I get this shit out my soul

Baby, my heart is so cold

My first day I poured a four

Making a living off words that I wrote

Trapping ain't easy, straps for the defense

Shots to the body will leave your ass leaking

I'm from the jack, but I'm here for the weekend

If you the congregation, then I'm the deacon

Don't push my limits, I'm close to the defense

Fuck with the gang and I know why they reaching

Fuck on a bitch and I'm out, I don't need her

I'm in the streets, but I know why you creeping

Yeah, I'm tryna run up my bands I make the hit with my hands

Cook up this dope for the fans

Free my niggas while they up in the can

I'm in the club, booted up

You don't know what's in my cup

I feel I have had enough

Now that I'm out, you know that it's up

Yeah, yeah, I'm going fed

Bend that ass over while I grip her

Head

Send me a message, I heard what you said

Speak on my name and you meet in the tech

Monster, monster, smoking on this motherfucking ganja

Ganja, put it in my lungs

I'm a rasta, rasta Cooking up a beat like some pasta

Pasta, I might go to sleep, by tomorrow

You want the space, I wanna wraith We can't relate, then it's too late

Fuck on a fan, meet in the bay

Jump in a whip, fly off the stage

Baby, I'm not from LaNoya You know that I'm from Magnolia

I came from sleeping on sofas These niggas really don't know us

I get this shit out my soul Baby, my heart is so cold

My first day I poured a four Making a living off words that I wrote

Rasta, rasta Twisted up my hair, now I'm a rasta

Rasta, people knew I grew up as a toddler No father, just a young cymba, no Mufasa

Why you playing sweet, playing possum? Now I'm in the jungle, catching bodies

Bitch, I am a problem Got it out the mud, nigga, didn't have a option

Came up from McDouble's eating Sonic Now I'm eating shrimp and eating lobster

I got a plug on the line She sent me a sign, I'm breaking the spine

Baby, you one of a kind Baby, you one of a kind

She wanted a bag, a whole lot of cash My nigga, I had to go get it

I ran it up fast, my foot on the gas I'm all on your ass, let's get it

I'm on your ass, hoe We cooking up dope in the lab, so

The junkies gon' beat at the back, though I'm never gon' slow my cash flow

The timing is perfect, that's facts, bro I'm catching a play in the photo

The maz tho, it's fast, though I might have invested my land, fo

Baby, I'm not from the Nola

You know that I'm from Magnolia

I came from sleeping on sofas These niggas really don't know us

I get this shit out my soul Baby, my heart is so cold

My first day, I bought a phone Making a living off words that I wrote

Baby, I'm not from the New York You know that I'm from Magnolia

I came from sleeping on sofas These niggas really don't know us

I get this shit out my soul Baby, my heart is so cold

My first day, I poured a four

Making a living off words that I wrote