Ghost
Step out da door
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
If you tryna get it, let's get it
Ain't talking bout buisness get outta my mentions
These fuckers they dirty take em to the kitchen
And rinse em like dishes throw em to the fishes
If they touch my linens
I get in my bag then i run it up
We smokin blunts call it double Dutch
She just call me when she know what she want
Y'all should be actors cause you fake as fuck
I'm making my moves I ain't slow of them drugs
I cut all my ties cause they didn't want me up
Now I'm in the sky flying high as a dove
Yeah
Bitch I'm flossing like I left the dentist
My flow hitting back like rackets, this a game of tennis
Started bossin ever since I ditched my fuckin feelings
Paint me like a villain
But I be so appealing
I feel like I'm Tarzan I'm a beast I go gorilla
Gas tank be on E I'm servin gotta go and fill up
Step out da door
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
I been working overtime it feel like I ain't gettin paid
I get money but I still ain't rich it's messin with my brain
All I care about is cashin checks I swear I don't want fame
But if that's where music takes me guess it's all part of the game
I been prayin for my nigga's safety when he in the cage
Free my brother he ain't evil but I know he ain't a saint
Keep it real y'all some hoes for recreation and it's okay
We can play but I can't save you baby I ain't in no cape
I ain't ever really wanna do the most
Baby girl I know you wasn't one to show
In the end you know I had to let it go
Keep it real with you I only feel a ghost
Step out da door
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
I don't have time to play
I don't have shit to say
I get buck
Yeah, Yeah
Too much green I'm in the cut
Bitch wassup
All y'all weak, you actin touch
Wait a minute lemme kill it real quick
I get big cake cause I'm in it
All white Benz and it's tinted
I get dubs cause I'm winnin
I'm gifted no Christmas
That ain't your car it's rented
Got a bad bitch she sweet
Most of you bitches be lemons
Most of you bitches be trippin
Most of you bitches don't listen
Fuck it man I'm on a mission yeah
Runnin through the 661 like Drake
I can't fuck with none of you fakes
I'm tryna eat got a lot on my plate
I knew this was it, I knew this was fate
Fuck all that bullshit the fuck out my face
I'm trusting the process I gotta have faith
I kick it back take a blunt to the face
I'm steady movin cant stay in one place
Step out da door
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
If you tryna get it, let's get it
Ain't talking bout buisness get outta my mentions
These fuckers they dirty take em to the kitchen
And rinse em like dishes throw em to the fishes
If they touch my linens
I get in my bag then i run it up
We smokin blunts call it double Dutch
She just call me when she know what she want
Y'all should be actors cause you fake as fuck
I'm making my moves I ain't slow of them drugs
I cut all my ties cause they didn't want me up
Now I'm in the sky flying high as a dove
Yeah
Bitch I'm flossing like I left the dentist
My flow hitting back like rackets, this a game of tennis
Started bossin ever since I ditched my fuckin feelings
Paint me like a villain
But I be so appealing
I feel like I'm Tarzan I'm a beast I go gorilla
Gas tank be on E I'm servin gotta go and fill up
Step out da door
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
I been working overtime it feel like I ain't gettin paid
I get money but I still ain't rich it's messin with my brain
All I care about is cashin checks I swear I don't want fame
But if that's where music takes me guess it's all part of the game
I been prayin for my nigga's safety when he in the cage
Free my brother he ain't evil but I know he ain't a saint
Keep it real y'all some hoes for recreation and it's okay
We can play but I can't save you baby I ain't in no cape
I ain't ever really wanna do the most
Baby girl I know you wasn't one to show
In the end you know I had to let it go
Keep it real with you I only feel a ghost
Step out da door
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
I don't have time to play
I don't have shit to say
I get buck
Yeah, Yeah
Too much green I'm in the cut
Bitch wassup
All y'all weak, you actin touch
Wait a minute lemme kill it real quick
I get big cake cause I'm in it
All white Benz and it's tinted
I get dubs cause I'm winnin
I'm gifted no Christmas
That ain't your car it's rented
Got a bad bitch she sweet
Most of you bitches be lemons
Most of you bitches be trippin
Most of you bitches don't listen
Fuck it man I'm on a mission yeah
Runnin through the 661 like Drake
I can't fuck with none of you fakes
I'm tryna eat got a lot on my plate
I knew this was it, I knew this was fate
Fuck all that bullshit the fuck out my face
I'm trusting the process I gotta have faith
I kick it back take a blunt to the face
I'm steady movin cant stay in one place
Step out da door
It's a light day
Wanna act like a hoe
Then we might play
Bitch I'm in my zone
Fuck up outta my way
I want it my way
I don't got time to play
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Emily Ann Saliers
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