Ya Know Its Akon Man Mah Man P Its the Magic City baby Yo I Think We Got one on this one So all them haters Wanna scream our name Let them keep on calling And they werent supporting us before and they wanna scream now Let them keep on calling We just gon let them keep on calling baby, just keep calling So keep on calling And for our supporters you know you can just keep on calling as long as you want Keep on calling I used to be on the corner all day tryin figure out wats gona get me out there Dope dealing and huggin the block i done found out it aint gonna get me nowhere Used to keep a 9 mili for protection Just incase a nigga wanna to take my brain Then the voice came down from the sky and said Akon use your head I had to re-evaluate my thoughts and think about what got me this far I had to keep a strong faith and believe in one day i would be a star (a star) But i knew that it wouldnt come easy (come easy) But theres been a lotta hatin believe me (believe me) Dispite all the bullshit we had to still work hard (to get to where we are) When you hear them calling out Akon let them Keep on calling When you hear the world calling out P Money let them Keep on Calling Cuz we went through hell and back to get here so Keep On Calling Lemme hear you know lemme hear you know just Keep on calling Senegal, West Africa to New Zealand (new zealand) Bless to have to give make music with meaning (with meaning) Cuz i never thought i'd come this far (oh yeah) Witta mansion and a fancy car (ooh yeah) Never thought success would come this quick in the beginning (but i seen it) And all along im sittin there thinkin its harder when you came from the hood (you came from the hood) But all i had to do was put my mind to it and realize it was all good (it was all good) Once i got rid of what held me down best believe i wouldnt be turnin back (turnin back) I had to keep to keep on movin and a keep on groovin right here on this P Money track and so When you hear them calling out Akon let them Keep on calling When you hear the world calling out P Money let them Keep on Calling Cuz we went through hell and back to get here so Keep On Calling Lemme hear you know lemme hear you know just Keep on calling Keep on calliiing Keep on calliing Just keep on calliiing Keep on calling Just keep on callliiing Keep on callinnng Just keep on callliiing Keep on callinngg When you hear them calling out Akon let them Keep on calling When you hear the world calling out P Money let them Keep on Calling Cuz we went through hell and back to get here so Keep On Calling Lemme hear you know lemme hear you know just Keep on calling

Nine times out of ten, they do that same shit (Pop, pop, pop!) Workin' for the weekend? Nah, I'm workin' for a spaceship (Whoop) Ten out of ten, they on that lame shit (Pop, pop, pop!) Shoot 'em in their knot and do that lane switch Ayo, Lil Mexico, pass the gas! Whoop, ayy, yeah, ayy, whoop, ah-ah, yeah Big Juice tha Sip Only blue strips, you a basic ass rapper (Haha-ha) Ten, twenty, fifty, hunnids, I'm a real life trapper (Huhu-hu) Real life loonie losin' it, I'm havin' a crisis (Okay!) Whole clique strapped up, bitch we lookin' like ISIS (Troom, troom, troom, troom!) 30 deep when I step, bitch you don't wanna fight us (No) It's just me myself and I, a 30 clip and a rifle Fuck a frat bitch good, like to suck on my Eiffel Call me trapper of the century, I was born with the title (Okay!) Nine times out of ten, they do that same shit (Pop, pop, pop!) Workin' for the weekend, I'm workin' for a spaceship (Whoop) Ten out of ten, they on that lame shit (Pop, pop, pop!) Shoot 'em in their knot and do that lane switch Tell me how that brain is, shorty, 'cause I need me a swallow (Okay) Count guap up on the Jack, guess I'm feeling like Rollo (Okay) I could eat this 100 count and never wake up tomorrow (Never) Fuck that shit, I ain't a bitch, I never fold on my partner (No way) Ten toes, ten hoes, one show in each state (Okay) Ten shows, ten bands, each get, so what I make (So what I) Give a fuck, then do the math, cause I don't really care I go triple in the trap, catch a milli' in a year (Yeah) Then the bullet graze his ear, put another in his chest (Haha-ha) Had about ten meetings, still independent (Haha-ha) Favorite rapper foo-foo, I keep hunnid percent (I really do) I woke up still perc'd, hit the blunt and reset Lost ten homies, how can I feel blessed? (No) I'm just doin' what they want, man, runnin' to the check (Okay) Money can't buy no happiness, they said (No) They ain't never take 20, dropped that on they neck (Okay) Lost ten homies, how can I feel blessed? (No) I'm just doin' what they want, man, runnin' to the check (Okay) Money can't buy no happiness, they said (No) They ain't never take 20, dropped that on they neck (They ain't) That Rollie on my wrist put a smile up on my face That Ruger on my waist keep a fuckboy in his place 10K for the feature and I just might up my rate I hit a lick and do the race, it got me feelin' like Tay-K I don't want yo pussy, rather buy some real estate Swallow my dick but don't get inside my mind 'Cause you won't get blown away Baby Bone, I got some issues Momma told me if they kill me, they gon' miss me So I'm out here dodgin' missiles Nine times out of ten, they on that fuck shit Pull up and hop out and pop the trunk quick No "Gucci Gang," but you know I got that Pump, bitch I'm swervin' lanes, it may look like I'm rushin' Get off that carpet, you don't want no static Fully automatic, let you have it if you want it Gettin' money was a habit All my bitches was the baddest All my shooters hella savage Hunnid thousand in the attic IRS can never have it (Yeah) Lost ten homies, how can I feel blessed? (No) I'm just doin' what they want, man, runnin' to the check (Okay) Money can't buy no happiness, they said (No) They ain't never take 20, dropped that on they neck (Okay) Lost ten homies, how can I feel blessed? (No) I'm just doin' what they want, man, runnin' to the check (Okay) Money can't buy no happiness, they said (No) They ain't never take 20, dropped that on they neck (They ain't) Lost ten homies, How can I feel blessed? I'm just doin' what they want, man, runnin' to the check Money can't buy no happiness, they said They ain't never take 20, dropped that on they neck

MTM, hit 'em with heat Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival This a big pistol on me, pull the trigger, watch 'em scream Yeah, I'm really what I talk, just see these diamonds on my teeth I got full clip, thirty shots, watch it dunk I'ma head-shooter, knock your top off My Oxys like my shooters, they really slidin' shit I can't see no opp in public, they just hide and bitch My migo love me in the trap, I made a sales pitch Fish scale, stepped on, watch a mans glitch Fifty on the Rollie, that's a bust down I can't keep on floodin' out 'cause I'm too scared to drown I'm a dog, I'm a dog, no Georgetown He like an umpire, finna catch rounds Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Hit the strip, new clip, keep it on me 'case they pressin' This an XD .40, I don't play with Smith & Wessons Long range, broad day, it don't matter, watch me stretch him Yeah, I'm still two and oh, why they try to make me felon? I got love for my gang, ain't no way that I could tell 'em Bitch, it's death before dishonor, since a jit what I be reppin' Big steppin' in Adidas, yeah, I put the Gucci down Got twenty, thirty pairs, only wear 'em in the house She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch She could never be the one, can't turn a hoe into a spouse Aw shit, spilled a pint of lean upon my brand new couch Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival Bitch, it's still ACAB, I ain't fuckin' with the Five-O Fifty plus shots, I can hit 'em with my eyes closed Who this? Who that? You be foldin' like a Bible New crib, new strap, keep it on me for survival

One trip to Amsterdam Four trips around the sun Has it really been that long Since your name was on my tongue? Down at the grocery mart I pray I see your mom 'Cause if I could get back to the place The place where you came from Think I could bring you back Body and soul intact You be the bird behind the drapes I'll be the magician I'll be the magician The magician I'll be the magician You be the bird, I'll be the magician Get to the gig on time And play all the notes you like I put your full name on the list And I keep the doorman in my sight And I should be used to this I'm not new to loneliness And waking up to find the kitchen In its emptiness Your heart and soul unmatched God, could you spare me half? You be the girl inside the crate I'll be the magician I'll be the magician The magician I'll be the magician You be the bird, I'll be the magician I'll be the magician The magician I'll be the magician You be the bird, I'll be the magician And I would wait all night, glass-eyed By the back door like the way we did Meet me at midnight Crack me up good like the way you did I would wait all night By the back door like the way we did Like the way we did Like the way we did And I would wait all night, glass-eyed By the back door like the way we did (I'll be the magician) Meet me at midnight Crack me up good like the way you did (the magician) I would wait all night By the back door like the way we did (I'll be the magician) Like the way we did (you be the bird) Like the way we did (I'll be the magician) You be the bird, I'll be the You be the bird behind the You be the bird, I'll be the, I'll be the You be the bird, I'll be the magician

There ain't no other To find my true colors I was caught to the fire But you never let the burning stop The fear in your eyes from falling deeper Wear your disguise to cover up Roll of the dice put us together We're together now, We're together now There ain't no other To find my true colors I was caught to the fire But you never let the burning stop The fear in your eyes from falling deeper Wear your disguise to cover up Roll of the dice put us together We're together now, We're together now

Hey, shoutout Migo Plug (Hey shoutout Migo Plug) I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris Too many [?] (too many) Too many [?] tryna see me dead Take all my profit (can't take it) I ain't gonna bet, make 'em take my [?] Don't put me in a coffin (no, no) And when I'm in a coffin, I'll [?] I ain't talkin' 'bout no business I'm talkin' 'bout all of my homies Where in the fuck was you at? Tell me, hoe, where was you at When they rolled up with the strap? Now, tell me what's so wrong with that? Keep [?] until my pockets get fat I ain't listen cause they got no reason just to cuff it like that I'm blasting [?] [?] for the beat on the track I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I got blunts [?], don't need to make it back Dick inside a forty, make 'em hit a trap Shawty hit my line, she think your stroke is whack Pa-pa-party, oxys down I feel it, can't you take me out? Just suckin', fuckin', just for clout Since sippin' that, there ain't no drought I just bought some new Rick Owens I just skrrted out of that Stackin' that money on money Sippin' that syrup on syrup Thirty on forty on top I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris I'm twenty-one, my bitch think that I'm thirty-something Forty always with me, that could get you jumpin' Fifty on the dash, do just like Ricky Bobby I need me a check, I need like sixty Raris