Ghost
I'm keeping my calm, these niggas doing the most
Shit for the views to go broke
We don't get along. Reason why I be alone
Living out all of these songs, look I don't know cars
But I just had to get ghost
Really the fuck is you on?
Don't be alarmed, niggas just call me a joke
But won't admit when he wrong
You stuck in the past
How you expect to excel
Worried what you never had?
Look go get a bag, these niggas want you to fail
Wanna see you in the grass but
They'll never last. I know his spinal is frail
Ironic he stabbing yo back while giving you dap
I got a pack in the mail
Suge how I'm whipping it fast, gone
I'm making moves to the bank
Aye Yall niggas ain't getting money
But you still blue in the face
Aye I can't be moving in place
Aye I'm staying secluded ain't hanging with dudes
Cuz they probably cruise with the jakes
Aye, Stanley Kubrick with the range
Yeah shoot a movie cuz I'm shining
Man you grooving with the finest
Aye, Think I need a metal jacket
Aye, Steer a nigga to the passion
Fear got 'em living backwards
I ain't never been a blacksmith
Don't meddle with me and I'm straight
Aye under pressure feeling great
Aye, never stress about the hate
Yeah, niggas feather with the weight
Shit, I'm just sparring out my class
Aye, write a hook and that's a jab
Aye, paint bodies on the canvas
This ain't a hobby when it's managed
Yall don't really understand shit
I'm tryna buy my mom a mansion
Couple islands by the Hamptons
Sonning niggas like I'm Sanford
No one's fucking with my bandwidth
Someone come and get their man, shit
I see you swipe but never scamming
Don't wonder why a nigga be low
I see my future going beast mode
I got the juice and the cheat codes
They follow suit cuz the team strong
I'm keeping my calm, these niggas doing the most
Shit for the views to go broke
We don't get along. Reason why I be alone
Living out all of these songs, look I don't know cars
But I just had to get ghost
Really the fuck is you on?
Look Don't be alarmed, niggas just call me a joke
But won't admit when he wrong
You stuck in the past
How you expect to excel
Worried what you never had?
Look Go get a bag, these niggas want you to fail
Wanna see you in the grass but
They'll never last. I know his spinal is frail
Ironic he stabbing yo back while giving you dap
I got a pack in the mail
Suge how I'm whipping it fast, gone
Shit for the views to go broke
We don't get along. Reason why I be alone
Living out all of these songs, look I don't know cars
But I just had to get ghost
Really the fuck is you on?
Don't be alarmed, niggas just call me a joke
But won't admit when he wrong
You stuck in the past
How you expect to excel
Worried what you never had?
Look go get a bag, these niggas want you to fail
Wanna see you in the grass but
They'll never last. I know his spinal is frail
Ironic he stabbing yo back while giving you dap
I got a pack in the mail
Suge how I'm whipping it fast, gone
I'm making moves to the bank
Aye Yall niggas ain't getting money
But you still blue in the face
Aye I can't be moving in place
Aye I'm staying secluded ain't hanging with dudes
Cuz they probably cruise with the jakes
Aye, Stanley Kubrick with the range
Yeah shoot a movie cuz I'm shining
Man you grooving with the finest
Aye, Think I need a metal jacket
Aye, Steer a nigga to the passion
Fear got 'em living backwards
I ain't never been a blacksmith
Don't meddle with me and I'm straight
Aye under pressure feeling great
Aye, never stress about the hate
Yeah, niggas feather with the weight
Shit, I'm just sparring out my class
Aye, write a hook and that's a jab
Aye, paint bodies on the canvas
This ain't a hobby when it's managed
Yall don't really understand shit
I'm tryna buy my mom a mansion
Couple islands by the Hamptons
Sonning niggas like I'm Sanford
No one's fucking with my bandwidth
Someone come and get their man, shit
I see you swipe but never scamming
Don't wonder why a nigga be low
I see my future going beast mode
I got the juice and the cheat codes
They follow suit cuz the team strong
I'm keeping my calm, these niggas doing the most
Shit for the views to go broke
We don't get along. Reason why I be alone
Living out all of these songs, look I don't know cars
But I just had to get ghost
Really the fuck is you on?
Look Don't be alarmed, niggas just call me a joke
But won't admit when he wrong
You stuck in the past
How you expect to excel
Worried what you never had?
Look Go get a bag, these niggas want you to fail
Wanna see you in the grass but
They'll never last. I know his spinal is frail
Ironic he stabbing yo back while giving you dap
I got a pack in the mail
Suge how I'm whipping it fast, gone
Credits
Writer(s): Devin Burgess
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