Stressing On Ghosts

Back in action, back to back
Grab the flak, racks and trap shit
Put my city on the map
You say I'm whack, but I'm just rapping
Text my op like where you at
No reason, I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
Back in action, back to back
Grab the flak, racks and trap shit
Put my city on the map
You say I'm whack, but I'm just rapping
Text my op like where you at
No reason, I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking

Need a mansion, need a house up in the mountains
With a spouse and bank accounts all high amounts
And golden fountains, from a passion
That's some magic, that's impressive
Making bread on my investments
If I tell you twice man you won't like it
Listen close, learn your lesson
Get your team, get a weapon
Lots of blood when a coward desperate
If you alive, that's a blessing
And if you dead you ain't get the message
I'm first place I'm never second
No lacking till' I'm local legend
I got friends stuck in the past
While I'm locked in on getting presence
I'm clocked in twenty five a day
I don't even got the time or date
Some of y'all hurry up and wait
Man I'm working hard just to get some plays
And I'm making art just to find my place
And I'm setting times and I'm making dates
And I'm writing rhymes and I'm making waves
Cause I set the bar and it's hard to break
Wanna be my friend it's a little late
Ask a favor not reciprocate
I'm eliminating all the phony fucks
Who wanna be O.G's but just imitate
You a middle weight with some extra given
No side quests cause I'm on a mission
All the people round me old and wise
So when they speak to me man you bet I listen
I got one vision that I'm wanting
One shot, Imma call it
This rap shit is my one chip
I got a bad hand, but I'm all in
You stalling while I'm rushing
I'm everything and you nothing
My ex girl want my ass back
You got a boyfriend, go fuck him
This a coliseum that I'm dumped in
With the spike pits, and the lions
Man all I got is this cheap blade
But their skin's steel and mine's diamonds
You timed out and I'm timeless
I'm active and I'm grinding
Man all y'all was doubting
I dropped five hits, bitch I'm like this
I'm frightened but I'm skilled
All these other boys ain't bout it
Man my likeness is too real
Shit, I might flop but I doubt it
I dropped one seed and it sprouted
I've grown too much and it's crowded
I've got vets saying that I've got it
Cause I'm humble and well rounded
And the bars hard and the flows tough
And I show out when I show up
Man you talking shit on my homies
Like fuck you, you don't know us
You don't know me so just grow up
Man you act tough in my mentions
But when it's crunch time and I want mine
I'm the only one that's gon get it
I'm the only one that's gon send it
I'm the only one that's gon go
Got a pool filled with the op's blood
And that shit is up to my throat
Man, all y'all focused on bag chasing
While I been focused on growth
If you stressing bout my opponents
Then you must be stressing on ghosts

You must be stressing on ghosts
You must be stressing bout ghosts
Uh, you must be stressing on ghosts, yeah
You be stressing bout ghosts, yeah
Aye, aye

Back in action, back to back
Grab the flak, racks and trap shit
Put my city on the map
You say I'm whack, but I'm just rapping
Text my op like where you at
No reason, I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
Back in action, back to back
Grab the flak, racks and trap shit
Put my city on the map
You say I'm whack, but I'm just rapping
Text my op like where you at
No reason, I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking
I'm just asking



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Writer(s): Mikie Lane
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