ghost in the shell (feat. SXMPRA and KAMAARA)

Oh, so you're not gonna stream Savage Ga$p?
Well, that's not very haunted house of you, now is it?
I've been seeing ghosts of my friends
Like you next motherfucker, get a grip
How am I supposed to pretend that they're not
The only thing I got left? (Dwilly, I'm scared)

Oh, I've been seeing ghosts of my friends
Like you next motherfucker, get a grip, yeah
Like how am I supposed to pretend that they not the only thing I have left? Oh
I've been seeing ghosts of my friends
Like you next motherfucker, get a grip, oh
Should I listen to the voice in my head
Like ("Will you think about me in the end?") Oh

Like, do you ever think "What the fuck would happen if I died today?"
Who would really lose their mind, and who's gonna fake a cry today? (Oh)
Who's gonna get fucked up when shit gets rough, and who's gonna post?
Like bro, "I wish I would've known what you was going through, you lied to me"

(Boy, you cannot hide from me, hope I make you lie awake)
(Haunted house, lot of scary thoughts that live inside of me)
Crawling through your mind today, let's do this the violent way
You know shit get dark, man, shout my fuckin' bro in spider gang

I got motherfuckers tryna be like me
Bitch shut the fuck up, 'cause you know I am the enemy
You wanna feature, pussy boy, you really wanna get that free
You don't really wanna be what I be
Wanna be knees deep in the scene when I'm creepin' up watching you flee

I'ma roll like fo'-five deep in the back with a backpack sat with a black cap
You don't really wanna stand when
I grab that MAC, flow cold, motherfucker, where the bag at?
Never wanna be the one to run
Bitch, it's fun to stun, oh, man can he rap that?
Pussy motherfucker really wanna buck up but
I put 'em in bag bitch, I'm bad better stand back

I'm a web spinner, voice like winter
Bass thump, knockin' out your teeth your splinters
Will you think about me when I pull when I pull up in the Audi
(Will you think about when this is all distant?)

Damn, Ga$p
I don't think they get it like this bag of treats
Is mine to keep, no way in hell I split it
Lie and say you care about me, if you had the chance, you'd out me
All pretend until the end, but none you fucks can live without me

Listen bitch, just face it, but for me, you're way too basic
That boy's face get mutilated if he wanna test my patience
Welcome to the slaughter, 'round here everyone's a monster
In disguise, feeding lies 'til it's your blood in the water, yeah

I've been seeing ghosts of my friends
Like you next motherfucker, get a grip
How am I supposed to pretend that they not the only thing I have left?
I've been seeing ghosts of my friends
Like you next motherfucker, get a grip
Should I listen to the voice in my head
Like ("Will you think about me in the end?")