Ghost
Pull up with a semi with my eyes closed
Ridin round the city no cap about it ima hit you with them high notes
Yeah no joke
Got you locked in my scope
One quick pull on the trigga call it quickscope
Yeah get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah yeah yeah
Im setting bars high and I still jump over
Bitch I'm the full plate no leftovers
Clickback shoot back and its game over
And I Ain't sober
I Kill every single one of y'all in the game
Ain't no way you will be getting in my way
Stay back your getting last place
Strap it on back and pull this way
I'm the only prodigy
You really don't want be any part of this
Don't even try
What Why
Now you dead right in front of me
Im not leaving home without any hope
I'm holding so tight on one of the ropes and never letting go no
I'm never going broke no
Cause I'm Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost yeah
Looking so clear now
I can see the top of the mountain way more clear now
Do I seem a little weird now
I'm bombing this song and I can't even here now
But that's ok
I'm living life great
Looking myself in the glass and washing my face
On a new pace
On a new day
Flying high up up and away
Okay Okay
What you gotta say
I'm headed far away
On a gold day
Going dark and headed that way
Invisible and messing with your brain
Okay Okay
I'm the ghost in the game
Don't let me drop any stains
I'm the trillezzt one in the game
I'm the only prodigy
You really don't want be any part of this
Don't even try
What Why
Now you dead right in front of me
Im not leaving home without any hope
I'm holding so tight on one of the ropes and never letting go no
I'm never going broke no
Cause I'm Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost yeah
Pull up with a semi with my eyes closed
Ridin round the city no cap about it ima hit you with them high notes
Yeah no joke
Got you locked in my scope
One quick pull on the trigga call it quickscope
Yeah get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah yeah yeah
Im setting bars high and I still jump over
Bitch I'm the full plate no leftovers
Clickback shoot back and its game over
And I Ain't sober
I Kill every single one of y'all in the game
Ain't no way you will be getting in my way
Stay back your getting last place
Strap it on back and pull this way
I'm the only prodigy
You really don't want be any part of this
Don't even try
What Why
Now you dead right in front of me
Im not leaving home without any hope
I'm holding so tight on one of the ropes and never letting go no
I'm never going broke no
Cause I'm Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost yeah
I've been on the grind
I been on the shine
I've been on rewind for a couple of times
Stay out of my way cause all of my homies trapping for rhymes
Open them gates you know I'm coming for all of my plates
Ain't no way this gotta be fake
Realist to the end of my days
This shit real I'm not being fake
You'll find yourself out of my cage out of my place
Homerun out of my face
So fresh and I keep it on check
Wrist watch and I keep it on flex
Yeah Okay Okay
Shit is intense keep it on fresh
Ridin round the city no cap about it ima hit you with them high notes
Yeah no joke
Got you locked in my scope
One quick pull on the trigga call it quickscope
Yeah get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah yeah yeah
Im setting bars high and I still jump over
Bitch I'm the full plate no leftovers
Clickback shoot back and its game over
And I Ain't sober
I Kill every single one of y'all in the game
Ain't no way you will be getting in my way
Stay back your getting last place
Strap it on back and pull this way
I'm the only prodigy
You really don't want be any part of this
Don't even try
What Why
Now you dead right in front of me
Im not leaving home without any hope
I'm holding so tight on one of the ropes and never letting go no
I'm never going broke no
Cause I'm Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost yeah
Looking so clear now
I can see the top of the mountain way more clear now
Do I seem a little weird now
I'm bombing this song and I can't even here now
But that's ok
I'm living life great
Looking myself in the glass and washing my face
On a new pace
On a new day
Flying high up up and away
Okay Okay
What you gotta say
I'm headed far away
On a gold day
Going dark and headed that way
Invisible and messing with your brain
Okay Okay
I'm the ghost in the game
Don't let me drop any stains
I'm the trillezzt one in the game
I'm the only prodigy
You really don't want be any part of this
Don't even try
What Why
Now you dead right in front of me
Im not leaving home without any hope
I'm holding so tight on one of the ropes and never letting go no
I'm never going broke no
Cause I'm Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost yeah
Pull up with a semi with my eyes closed
Ridin round the city no cap about it ima hit you with them high notes
Yeah no joke
Got you locked in my scope
One quick pull on the trigga call it quickscope
Yeah get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah
Get smoked yeah yeah yeah
Im setting bars high and I still jump over
Bitch I'm the full plate no leftovers
Clickback shoot back and its game over
And I Ain't sober
I Kill every single one of y'all in the game
Ain't no way you will be getting in my way
Stay back your getting last place
Strap it on back and pull this way
I'm the only prodigy
You really don't want be any part of this
Don't even try
What Why
Now you dead right in front of me
Im not leaving home without any hope
I'm holding so tight on one of the ropes and never letting go no
I'm never going broke no
Cause I'm Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost
Cause I'm Ghost
Let's Go Vamonos
Cause I'm the Ghost yeah
I've been on the grind
I been on the shine
I've been on rewind for a couple of times
Stay out of my way cause all of my homies trapping for rhymes
Open them gates you know I'm coming for all of my plates
Ain't no way this gotta be fake
Realist to the end of my days
This shit real I'm not being fake
You'll find yourself out of my cage out of my place
Homerun out of my face
So fresh and I keep it on check
Wrist watch and I keep it on flex
Yeah Okay Okay
Shit is intense keep it on fresh
Credits
Writer(s): Artemio Garcia Jr.
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