Ghost Song Writer

I don't wanna write your songs
I'd rather write my own
I'm a ghost song writer
But I do this shit on my own
I'm a ghost song writer
That mean I'm already dead
I can't get much higher
Everything I said
From the ghost song writer
And he lives in my head
You know he give me that fire
Let me just read off the script it's printed on the back of my eye lids
I just start flapping my lips never silent
Don't ask me why I don't how I found it sometimes when you try
It shows up you're surrounded

They don't care how it sounds
Cause they ain't about it
Something is keeping me grounded
This voice in my head keeps announcing
It seems that I can make it happen
I can sing it while I'm rapping
People want me to ghost write but
I told them it's never gon' happen
Cause most of the time
I don't write it down
I know how to rhyme
And ignite the sound
Therefore it feels like
Someone's behind the mic
Who's not me in my head
Writing it down I read
Into thing way too much
As of such I roll instead
Out the way of all the stuff
It's nothing but getting that bread
I'mma beast
Look at my dough
It's got lots of yeast so it's rising you already know
Yeah it's not surprising
What's on my horizon
Every day I'm vibing
Most the time I'm riding
Down the street
We can meet
You and me
Never Sleep
At best we get a little rest

I don't wanna write your songs
I'd rather write my own
I'm a ghost song writer
But I do this shit on my own
I'm a ghost song writer
That mean I'm already dead
I can't get much higher
Everything I said
From the ghost song writer
And he lives in my head
You know he give me that fire
Let me just read off the script it's printed on the back of my eye lids
I just start flapping my lips never silent
Don't ask me why I don't how I found it sometimes when you try
It shows up you're surrounded

When I'm painting this it's instantaneous
I don't wait for it I just escape to it
You don't know how to lose control
And hold on to your soul and
Not let go oh
Nowadays about the flexing
So I put on a new inflection
Shawty trying to detect this
But i've been moving too electric
Coming in with the correct wits
Measuring up with the metrics
I get the checks I'm stacking like Tetris
After the aftermath
Check off the checklist

I don't wanna write your songs
I'd rather write my own
I'm a ghost song writer
But I do this shit on my own
I'm a ghost song writer
That mean I'm already dead
I can't get much higher
Everything I said
From the ghost song writer
And he lives in my head
You know he give me that fire
Let me just read off the script it's printed on the back of my eye lids
I just start flapping my lips never silent
Don't ask me why I don't how I found it sometimes when you try
It shows up you're surrounded

They don't care how it sounds
Cause they ain't about it
Something is keeping me grounded
This voice in my head keeps announcing
It seems that I can make it happen
I can sing it while I'm rapping
People want me to ghost write but
I told them it's never gon' happen