Drake - Black Magic lyrics

[Verse 1: JD Era] Look n***a I can murder anything Retro, techno, electro, slow flow, fast flow Hottest in the metro I spit hurricanes Copy that like an echo On my Flo-Rida sh** tell'in everyone to get low Respect me or die thats the stance that I'm taking A prince but a story is a legend in the making Cause few n***as spit it with the temperature of Satan On my Betty Crocker sh** you can say a n***a caking, waiting Summer opportunity escaping Right through the cracks of a sticky situation My balls reach stars tell these n***as who they facing Who the f** I gotta battle Four or five mic rating The upper echelon Top of the totem you looking at the best Tell these magazine to quote em This next bars for haters you still don't know em I dont got enough room So get the f** off my scrotum Go for the gusto Built for the hustle Mixtape murderer still don't gotta adjust though Tryna be a mogul like Jay, Puff, or Russell The floor has warm machines made for Hercules muscle Nervous, you should be Born where the hood be Good be a legend Baby girl I could be You can be Find the exit once you find your panties It's Black market ATL Who f**ing who with the family, n***a [Verse 2: Drake] Know more, ask less All verses get dummied like crash tests I say your favorite rappers subpar at best These whack n***as couldn't find me with an address Yes, guess who's back at it Stage an intervention, it's apparent I'm an addict Balling isn't my hobby it's more like a habit These n***as acting like every day is the Sabbath My life move faster then a leopard sprint Round the world got a lot of spots like leopard print And I'm fresh like peppermint Always claim Toronto most of them are scared to represent Cause success we've never had it Many came close but never managed to grab it It must be an omen The curse so tragic Til they give me a Grammy Then poof, black magic