I’m Not Afraid of Ghost
Glist
Dropped the top disappeared
Like it's magical
I pulled up with the baddest hoe
She like me cause my status quo
Fuck about yo feelings
Cause this shit can get irritational
All up in the building FN on me keep A Tactical
When she give me head yeah the feelings stay reciprocated
All up in the bed and you know just what she demonstrating
Always counting bread and my niggas all initiated
Really end up dead ain't no playing no Continuation
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
Talking like the plug but you really just a middle man
New stock with the chopper I ain't talking dividends
New glock it's gone rock you
Why your pockets limited
Check my clock I don't got time for talking on the Internet
We pulled up in that big body range hogging all the lanes
Ran me up a bag and it's never been the same
I done ran me up a bag now these niggas acting Strange
Looking up to me like dads cause they know I never change
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
I been getting money lil nigga check my resumé
Never with the fakes I'm just working getting hell of pay
Niggas say they ball but on the bench
They don't ever play
They just in the way
in the middle or they in the grey
Bitch I need it all always lit Meet me at the bank
Money stretching long so I can't afford to take a break
Stacks standing tall so she wanna really dinner date
Never at the mall I like the equity and Real estate
Ak 47 with the shoulder strap
If he keep on talking chopper really have to blow him back
Remember I was walking in the cold they ain't notice that
I can't listen to your tape nigga cause I know it's wack
Never kick it with a opposition they gone hold you back
I'm just on A mission from the trenches need A Lotus black
Fucking on these bitches no attention I can't get attached
Niggas superficial Bitches simple they just reenact
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
Dropped the top disappeared
Like it's magical
I pulled up with the baddest hoe
She like me cause my status quo
Fuck about yo feelings
Cause this shit can get irritational
All up in the building FN on me keep A Tactical
When she give me head yeah the feelings stay reciprocated
All up in the bed and you know just what she demonstrating
Always counting bread and my niggas all initiated
Really end up dead ain't no playing no Continuation
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
Talking like the plug but you really just a middle man
New stock with the chopper I ain't talking dividends
New glock it's gone rock you
Why your pockets limited
Check my clock I don't got time for talking on the Internet
We pulled up in that big body range hogging all the lanes
Ran me up a bag and it's never been the same
I done ran me up a bag now these niggas acting Strange
Looking up to me like dads cause they know I never change
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
I been getting money lil nigga check my resumé
Never with the fakes I'm just working getting hell of pay
Niggas say they ball but on the bench
They don't ever play
They just in the way
in the middle or they in the grey
Bitch I need it all always lit Meet me at the bank
Money stretching long so I can't afford to take a break
Stacks standing tall so she wanna really dinner date
Never at the mall I like the equity and Real estate
Ak 47 with the shoulder strap
If he keep on talking chopper really have to blow him back
Remember I was walking in the cold they ain't notice that
I can't listen to your tape nigga cause I know it's wack
Never kick it with a opposition they gone hold you back
I'm just on A mission from the trenches need A Lotus black
Fucking on these bitches no attention I can't get attached
Niggas superficial Bitches simple they just reenact
1,000
2,000
3,000
4,000
What's the balance
I just count it no allowance it's a talent
I be wilding when I see that money Piling
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Wilson
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