Haunted

Woke up in a whole different mode
Your bitch on my phone (1-800-hoe)
Whole different area code
Bout to unload

Whole new demon what, while you caught sleepin'
Put you underground where the cement

I'm in the cemetery, souls haunted, ghost ridin'
Gouls with my goblins, a place where I'm haunted
Tight grip still slidin'

Any bitch who want the smoke can get it
Stupid bitch, got a drako with the clips
I like to ride, I like to die
Chief, beef, anything without me is weak
Your brain is lacked
I'm stacked
Every album is back to back

Go back to bed
Your dead
Go back to bed
Your dead
SESH

Haunted in this old town
Still the king of the underground
This right here is a living legend
Others under me your just a peasant
Dark black knight, with my all black ride

Sittin' with nine, watch out she is cocked back and ready to go
I know nobody wants the smoke
I like to ride, I like to die
Chief, beef, anything without me is weak
Your brain is lacked
I'm stacked
Every album is back to back



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Conover
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