Phantom

Time is money,
and we gon die,
so imma spend it right

Told my bitch,
hop in this whip,
and I won't say it twice

I don't got no type,
so if u bad then you my type

Johnny Blaze,
with Lemon Haze,
so I ain't faze at night

Put the gas down nigga,
I think the FEDS watching

Make a right at the light,
so they stop stalking

Keep on talking like that,
I'll make you Steve Hawking

Leave a Black Hole,
have you goin interstellar

I don't see or hear the hate,
I'm doin a Hellen keller

Black forces make Vader,
do a double take

Goin in and out the lanes,
why should I ever wait?

Imma ghost like John C.,
bitch you can't see me

I can rock yo whole world,
like we in Fred's city

Just don't be acting crazy,
when you in my city

Don't care if yo ass fat,
if you ain't pretty

I need to look you in yo eyes,
when you suckin me off

Turn the bedroom to a ring,
the way we doin it raw

And she aint scared for ha life,
then you doing it wrong

But when it comes hitting these licks,
bitch I'm Vlad Masters

I'm just finding different ways,
for me to die faster

Fuck all that talking,
I need to see action

Fuck all that talking,
without no valid traction

So now I gotta know

What the fuck happen

I been chasing after power,
before I had this range

And like Tucker Foley's outfits,
I'll never change

Left just to go back,
to all my evil ways

And like I'm dead in some grave,
nigga I'm never phase

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