Kno We Ghoulin' When the Light's Out
Y'all aint w me right now
This aint about the life style
This aint bout the home clique
This aint bout the fire rounds
Time to pull the veil down
Been cooling for some time now
Gargoyles out my window kno we ghoulin when the lights out
All of them gonna stop holding me back
All of them wanna know when to evac
Up in a beam and i sold em a dream and i call me a king come comment on that
All of them wanna know when to be back
Roll w a boi or theres no coming back
I got a vision and im gon make it aint no other option im holding the facts
I want the 50s all rolled up in stacks
I want em bumping the vibe on the wax
I want em turning and burning the club up
And when morning come see em running it back
I put a face on and play em a fool
Call me the shooter when they see the moves
Pair up your forces we running in twos
Split personalities man on the loose
I got em on my track bodied
Finna make cash off of that hobby
Blacked out room like the naz bombing
They dont know whats where in that apartment
AC noise and the mic sparking
Hate these bois and their wack talking
He wanna rap whys that shocking
Now im that beast dont never doubt me
You dont know a mf thing about me
Boys in the whip they all bouncing
I dont really go so off often
This that fucking spirit outing
This aint about the life style
This aint bout the home clique
This aint bout the fire rounds
Time to pull the veil down
Been cooling for some time now
Gargoyles out my window kno we ghoulin when the lights out
All of them gonna stop holding me back
All of them wanna know when to evac
Up in a beam and i sold em a dream and i call me a king come comment on that
All of them wanna know when to be back
Roll w a boi or theres no coming back
I got a vision and im gon make it aint no other option im holding the facts
I want the 50s all rolled up in stacks
I want em bumping the vibe on the wax
I want em turning and burning the club up
And when morning come see em running it back
I put a face on and play em a fool
Call me the shooter when they see the moves
Pair up your forces we running in twos
Split personalities man on the loose
I got em on my track bodied
Finna make cash off of that hobby
Blacked out room like the naz bombing
They dont know whats where in that apartment
AC noise and the mic sparking
Hate these bois and their wack talking
He wanna rap whys that shocking
Now im that beast dont never doubt me
You dont know a mf thing about me
Boys in the whip they all bouncing
I dont really go so off often
This that fucking spirit outing
Credits
Writer(s): Ishan Singh
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