Inhale

Hey, man, am I driving okay?
I think we're parked, man
Aah Shit

I'm in the compound, high as giraffe pussy
Set free, you know

Uh, I'm on gas like DP
Five-hour session, got enough for a EP
Touch down on the West Side
Kush God style, ain't nothin' like free weed

Six hours on commercial but if feel a little faster if you flyin' on G3
High def DZA, right, I'm livin' life in 3D
Mmm, gosh, I'm lit
Kiss the sky, thank God for this

Alexander Wang on my Goddess fits
Stay laced and anonymous
All-day I'm smokin' personals, little steak and some Merlot
Stay dripped in the Burg though

Shit, the freezer where the birds go
My favorite lady is a Virgo
I got a Turkey Bag stashed in my Yeezy box
Emergency option if I need some pot

In a safe place 'case the deeds come stop
Do the speed limit whether we got P's or not
Uh huh, I made it through, I had you ponderin'
I just checked out of the Mondrian
The pack touched down, it's the comments when laidback with a ganja grin
Ha ha ha

Ballin' in public but flyin' private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it

Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem
Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics

Ballin' in public but flyin' private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it

Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem
Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics

Backwoods, doobies lit, chick with a doobie in the woods
Get all that money back, yeah, that's movie shit
Pardon I, I ain't Schoolboy but this groovy shit
Pardon you, watch where you steppin', yeah, this Louis shit

Smoke DZA, SP the Ghost smoke that gooey shit
Cross us, you gon' be the nigga that shit Uzi hits
My nigga DZA sayin', "Riiiight"
Shoot with my left, I was never right

Dope boy? Yeah, I love the dope
Pot head? Yeah, I love to smoke
Montana? Yeah, I love the coke
Laughin' hard? Yeah, I love to joke

Eatin' clean? Yeah, I love the plants
Six shooters? Yeah, I love to dance
Murder rappers? Yeah, I love the chance
Grindin' hard because I love the fans

What up? What up?
Why you think they call me Ghost?
He's heroine, why you think they call me dope?
Righteous nigga, why you think they call me pope? (I am)
Sayin' less, why you think I get the most?

Ballin' in public but flyin' private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it

Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem
Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics

Ballin' in public but flyin' private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it

Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem
Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics

Woke up in a hotel, a bunch of narcotics (Woke up)
You call me in the hood if you wanted exotic (Call me)
Married to the ghetto, fell in love with the projects (Love)
Get fly every day, chances are I'ma die fresh

Wide awake since I did my deal, I do not rest (I'm up)
I talked to Nas, tried to invest in the Gaup stretch
Maybach in the gutter, that's the car that the cops press
Your man died young, type of shit hard to digest (It's hard)

This shit is such a humblin' process
That Rollie ain't real, nigga, let's take a watch test (Come here)
I come from the field where them niggas apply pres' (Pres')
Sure as I ever been, you hate me but God bless

Tryna play the game but you ain't got no cards left
I be all over your bitch lips like Carmex
Ordered all the Henny, tell 'em no more at the bar left (No more)
Air Max and pennies, padded go by the armrest

I just got a chain and a watch to charm next
Brand new dope out, we let your aunt test
Don't let this shit get out of context
I don't see competition, know this shit ain't no contest (I don't see 'em)

Monkey bars, I'm doin' park sess
Shoot, won every game but you ain't got the heart yet (Game)
Shut your mouth, you do not get to talk yet
I'm mad at the juice bar, they ain't got no bark left

Ballin' in public but flyin' private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it

Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem
Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics

Ballin' in public but flyin' private
Millionaires on the low, higher than a bitch though
Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it
Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it

Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem
Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars
Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics
(Smokin' exotics, smokin' exotics, smokin' exotics)
The Compound