Ghost (feat. Jay Cartier)

My bro hit me on the phone like "how's it going nigga"
I'm like shittttt money coming money goin nigga
By 25 I'm tryna be in that foreign whippin
So if it ain't about business then I'm ignoring niggas

I'm really with the shits like a janitor
Shawty go to Chapel hill her nigga know I'm ramming her
Got white people money boy I'm something like a Lannister
Ten toes grounded but I'm higher than a banister
My old bitch left me tell that hoe I said I'm proud of her
Bank accounts was empty now them commas got it crowding up
And yeah I see the difference when them blessings started adding up
Brodie said get on they ass my nigga you ain't mad enough

Underdog if you look at the numbers
But one on one everyone can tell I'm not going under
They really sleep they in a slumber for real
I'm ballin I'm bringing thunder for real
That's how I'm coming for real
These niggas are a bunch of clowns
Too much wordplay I really had to dumb it down
That boy Kelso on a high he never coming down
Feel like jigga and yeezy the way we run the town

Me and brodie some animals like baby and stunna
Two twin choppas leave you drippin call em baby and gunna
I'm not even in my city i'm just home for da summer
Shawty begging for some pipe like she need a new plumber
And I'm in sheep's skin stunting on the Wolfpack
My black book thicker than the binder in my book bag
Now Every time I ram her I feel like Roy how she playing for me
I'm such a devil, don't know why my dukes still praying for me

If you're in my way your father wasn't a glass maker
Shout to the ones that been down before I had paper
Never went to class but I been major
I run the whole city like the motherfuckin mayor
She don't wanna fall for me cuz she think that ima player
Thank my Lord and savior but don't think that ima save her
Heart is so cold in the summer I wear layers
They running out of breath tryna catch me need grab your inhaler
I'm wavy but I'm more like I pirate I'm not a sailor
I hit her from the back just tryna wake up the neighbors
I be chillin in the cut like a razor
Hitting shots from everywhere I should be on the Lakers

I ain't heaven sent I'm pinning more hoes than wrestlers
Feeling like a barber cutting niggas like who next up
And yeah they throwing shots like a nigga not the best one
Niggas ducked my right so I had to use the left one
Women not my mother always saying "you a mess son"
A brother with a mind like mine I ain't met one
Just cashed a check now I'm thinking bout the next one
Niggas say we fam but they more like my step sons
Women on my line like sororities
It's 4 of them and 1 of me I feel like a minority
Historically
I always had a problem with authority
Now labels hate a nigga cuz I'm asking for majorities
Rolling loud out in Raleigh, never been to LA
I ain't tryna talk I just want the top like a toupe
Cop a quarter on Friday
Had a 8th by Sunday
Fuck around and had to cop another quarter by Monday
Good at burning bridges but you rarely see me build one
Always round some bitches but a nigga never been one
Counterfeit niggas yeah I never find a real one
But bitch I been a real one