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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Percussion
Kevin Cossom
Kevin Cossom
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Bailey
Brett Bailey
Songwriter
David Mescon
David Mescon
Songwriter
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Songwriter
Kevin Cossom
Kevin Cossom
Songwriter
Andrea Fisher
Andrea Fisher
Songwriter
Krystyana Chelminski
Krystyana Chelminski
Songwriter
Nicholas Varvatsoulis
Nicholas Varvatsoulis
Songwriter
Marvin Gaye
Marvin Gaye
Songwriter
James Nix
James Nix
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Mescon
David Mescon
Co-Producer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Recording Engineer
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Recording Engineer
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Stephen McDowell
Stephen McDowell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producer
Brett "Beats" Bailey
Brett "Beats" Bailey
Co-Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Magic City
Where the palm trees and the bright lights look so pretty
Don't lose your soul
Chasin' that pot of gold
[Verse 2]
I'm tryna go where I can't go
Tryna be what I can't be
I wanna teach you what I can't show
We gotta reach what we can't reach
Tryna shine when the sun won't
I gotta grind as I gun tote
She's rollin' weed  as I'm doin' me
I kept the G's, she can count on me
Wonderful times lay ahead for a young ****
Like the day she told her dad, "I was a drug dealer"
That explains how the cars came
And all the big money at the card games
I roll dice with the lowlives
Timb boots and the coat nice
New Porsche with the smoke lights
Young ****, get your dough right
[Verse 3]
Children having children
But they don't have a thing
All this drug dealin'
It's killin' our brother, mane
The government feed 'em freedom
But they don't understand
But if we don't do it now
We really don't have a chance
[Verse 4]
My sister, my brother
Get your money right
Care for generations
Build your mastermind
It's time to make a living
My brother, get your money right
[Verse 5]
Magic City
Where the palm trees and the bright lights look so pretty
It like cal like Seville
Memphis, Tennessee
It's that player shit
(Chasin' that pot of gold)
So, they tell me
I wanna go where I can go
In Dubai, smokin' dank smoke
No chargers for the cell phones
But I charge 'em just to sell for
Peach Ciroc and the L's long
Get to meet Barack, rub elbows
We the ones that never got the Pell grants
Fuck FullSail, let your mail stack
I just wanna sign another lease
Mentality of young ****'s in the streets
But I think it's time to buy that home
And if you got it, give your man a loan
And if you bought it we can leave it alone
My ****'s write it on they teeth of gold
All gold grills but to each his own
Got in power just to put my people on
[Verse 6]
Children having children
But they don't have a thing
All this drug dealin'
It's killin' our brother, mane
The government feed 'em freedom
But they don't understand
But if we don't do it now
We really don't have a chance
[Verse 7]
My sister, my brother
Get your money right
Care for generations
Build your mastermind
It's time to make a living
My brother, get your money right
Written by: Andrea Fisher, Ben Diehl, Brett Bailey, David Mescon, James Nix, Kevin Cossom, Krystyana Chelminski, Marvin Gaye, Miles Wheeler, Nicholas Varvatsoulis, William Roberts
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