Ghost

I've been working non-stop I can't take no breaks when I'm in the zone
All my friends said I faded away I just went ghost
I had to hustle, and hustle make that money, my money
I'm putting points on the score before the buzzer start buzzing
You mean to tell me you was broke even with that budget
Your girl pissed now you got her cussing blew right through both stacks
Let it fall like twin towers you can't get that back
Eviction notice on the door you spent your rent on clothes
That's a damn shame now you gotta slide back just like great skate
I won't let that be me I gotta get this pape'
Success waiting on me cause this shit is fate
I gotta keep it a hunnid so don't be acting fake
You know exactly what you need to do
Why would I lie you gotta hear the truth
No one ever gon spring back that's april fools

Muhfuckas never wanna carry they own weight they treat you just like tools
They don't consider the crew fucking up the operation
But we pose to operate as a group

You already know that I'll be fine by myself and real shit
I been focused on money they say your health is your wealth
Bitch I'll be good I came in swinging just like Tiger Woods
Hole in one I made that happen right here where I stood
So remind me again why should I worry bout these lame ass pussies
Fantasizing bout they dreams and the shit they could be
Oh he got a thousand plays and what you want is a cookie
Ripped denims I been putting in work I came from shopping at fallas
And I refuse for this shit to not work cause I done been through the worst
So I'ma lead by example and show em how to go get it
We playing magnets and metals while we be chasing this fetty

The drip rare same color as jelly I been the one and they knew it since I sat in the belly
And with these beats I'm like a butcher catch me up in the deli I caught em by surprise
Just like they had never got ready
It's been a long time coming just like a road trip
Fuck the fame get the money man I know this
In the field I go crazy turn explosive
They not like me seeing watching how I play in slow motion (Slow Mo)

They see the moves and they try to copy
Let me tell you something
It's only one Soul-G
Just like how it is only one Cheyenne Taylor
Do your own shit if you know you know
Come on now
Ayy, let's get it

Bitch I'm talking shit I been a boss it's time to go legit
I been humble so don't humble me
I went ghost to get my focus when I'm gone you still can't fuck with me
You not as tough as you look
I rip the stinger off you wanna be's
Bitch you a sloth and I'm an eagle cause I'm above the trees
I'm sick as fuck with the hustle I think that's my disease
We been in this shit deep just like the ocean floor Mr. Krabs living cheap
That broken trust gon' be mistaken as a part of greed
But I'm just watching my back why they misjudging me
When you dealing with pain it's gon' get hard to sleep
Them haters chirping like some birds don't listen to them tweets
Bitch I'm a soldier gotta tell myself get on your feet
I won't stop for nothing til my mission been complete
I'm going pro you can catch me in the bigger leagues



Credits
Writer(s): Collin Gatewood
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