Ghost Writer

Damn
Damn
Nigga this shit finna be hard as fuck
Straight punchlines

I just got rich off of punchlines
Life's a movie but I do not know the run time
I always knew my dog was knot telling, he in there tongue tied
I set the bar at the money counter like a drunk guy
Tee Flenory could tell you boys was fifty with just one eye
You niggas fifty that just mean you playing both sides
Ridin' round with that fire on me, I look like ghost rider
They couldn't see me coming up with this guess I'm a ghost writer
Y'all my sons, you can't take me out, I can't go like Ghost died
My ex did sum real real low, I feel like Flo Rida
Females love to bug me on the web I call you hoes spiders
They said Motion buy some features, you'll be up in no time
I could go on a tangent bout why I do not need no co-signs
I'll grind up the industry cause I am not a plant
It's fuck twelve, I still feel iffy watching ja morant
Light a opp up with that fire, that boy a lava lamp
Made so many bands this summer I could prolly rock a camp
Tryna jump me is a leap of faith
When cuddy fire, It'll b self defense, and we gone beat the case
Fuck Chris Paul and State Farm cause I don't speak jakes
I drive like a hard worker
(Huh)
I don't need the brakes
Account got a couple zeros like Russ and Dame
And I just spent a couples zeros to bust a chain
Woulda gave that girl my heart but she fucked on wassaname
Juice Wrld wasn't lying man all these sluts the same
Like sex with a cripple, man you niggas fucking lames
Nigga said twenty-three was his year but nothing changed
Had to go through a couple storms for sunny days
I relate to Derrick Henry my titans gone run the game

I'm tryna live like Jesus, everywhere we making profits
My shooter stay in all black, we thought that boy was gothic
We gone fuck some shit up with music just like a mosh pit
Me and bro gone stack the money and pile it (pilot) don't need a cock pit
Shorty tried to tell me that I'm not shit
Like Lebron depend on his agent, they know i got Rich (Rich Paul)
I got the key to the rap game, I'm like a lock smith
Bro had a smart mouth, til Einstein got hit with rocket
(Gunshot)
Huh...
Damn that shit ironic
I be in the lab like them kids who was bionic
Bitch blew(blue) that she can't get a ring, we call her sonic
And yo tape is not a banger unless u gone put me on it
(Facts)
Boy go do ya research
She gone suck until her knees hurt
Everybody eats that's how a team work
Life's a fucking movie, this shit dreamworks
We can knock the nigga off balance long as the beam work
His body twitching, we just end his live just like a streamer
Now he in a box like Roddy Rich, it sound like EE-ER
I could not stand when i was broke just like a femur
They ain't have faith I'd make it, now them boys turned to believers
My money go long just like recievers
Havin' twenty k in yo pocket change yo demeanor
He tried to worm his way out that jam, we made him eat dirt
Bro merched we wouldn't catch him now that boy is on a t-shirt



Credits
Writer(s): Micah Thomas
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