GHOST
I don't cry any longer
I decide to be stronger
I'm a father, try harder
For my son and my daughter
Gotta get up grind smarter
Took a 9 to 5 offer, while I write my book. Why? I'm a fly author
All my unreleased projects
Gonna be a bomb threat
When I'm in the building
You don't wanna see me on next
Beyond flex to get it off my chest
I'm on a conquest you can't stop my steps
I'm taking to get it, I'm making it vivid
The painting exquisite, they tainting the image
But ain't in the vision I've had in my head
Can't make me quit it, get back into bed
Awake and I'm living in fact I'm undead
I ain't play my position I'm paying the ref
Banking my mission I have to finesse
The game, I'm spending but rather invest
Say less
Execute, use whatever's stressing you
Getting through your checklist like
What's next to do
Check the moves I'm making
Impressions you've mistaken
Me for faking
But you hating, ok then?
In it for the long haul spitting until I'm bald
Still sick with it, in a clinic, medic on call
Put it on y'all, different my sound raw
Critic come get it
You diss it you a clown dog
Must be kidding, bow down all
Fall off and hit the ground with a crown on
Self given, off with their heads if they don't listen
Fuck the well wishing all my friends are dead
Im on a mission
It's a difference, them other guys a gimmick
And mimic don't get it twisted
Like your tongue is tied, tripping
Try spitting, I become alive
From the other side
TYE's infinite, find religion in a rhyme and rhythm. And you
Wonder why I'm wicked I'm not, I'm unorthodox
I ain't lie to kick it, I'm hot, come in and torch the spot
Arsonist did it cremated so ain't no corpse to rot
Narcissist conflicted every day to grow the force I got
Take my kindness for weakness, that's on you
Take my time when I speak this, that's on cue
Ain't a lie I can sleep with, y'all do
Ain't a line I ain't mean it's, all true
Fall through
Like a plan you ain't thought through fully
Do what I do to the end
I ain't stop for a bully
Moved on to the next when I'm blocked emotionally
Solely my dead friends
And God the ones that told me
It's meant for me, eventually I'll show
How immensely I've grown
Essentially what I know
If any entities a foe but ain't stepped to me though, oh
It's in my head or it's a ghost, I don't know
Gotta go hard, gotta make it better
Gotta hear myself like damn that's clever
Gotta go far, make it through whatever
Gotta get my shit together, get my shit together
TYE
I decide to be stronger
I'm a father, try harder
For my son and my daughter
Gotta get up grind smarter
Took a 9 to 5 offer, while I write my book. Why? I'm a fly author
All my unreleased projects
Gonna be a bomb threat
When I'm in the building
You don't wanna see me on next
Beyond flex to get it off my chest
I'm on a conquest you can't stop my steps
I'm taking to get it, I'm making it vivid
The painting exquisite, they tainting the image
But ain't in the vision I've had in my head
Can't make me quit it, get back into bed
Awake and I'm living in fact I'm undead
I ain't play my position I'm paying the ref
Banking my mission I have to finesse
The game, I'm spending but rather invest
Say less
Execute, use whatever's stressing you
Getting through your checklist like
What's next to do
Check the moves I'm making
Impressions you've mistaken
Me for faking
But you hating, ok then?
In it for the long haul spitting until I'm bald
Still sick with it, in a clinic, medic on call
Put it on y'all, different my sound raw
Critic come get it
You diss it you a clown dog
Must be kidding, bow down all
Fall off and hit the ground with a crown on
Self given, off with their heads if they don't listen
Fuck the well wishing all my friends are dead
Im on a mission
It's a difference, them other guys a gimmick
And mimic don't get it twisted
Like your tongue is tied, tripping
Try spitting, I become alive
From the other side
TYE's infinite, find religion in a rhyme and rhythm. And you
Wonder why I'm wicked I'm not, I'm unorthodox
I ain't lie to kick it, I'm hot, come in and torch the spot
Arsonist did it cremated so ain't no corpse to rot
Narcissist conflicted every day to grow the force I got
Take my kindness for weakness, that's on you
Take my time when I speak this, that's on cue
Ain't a lie I can sleep with, y'all do
Ain't a line I ain't mean it's, all true
Fall through
Like a plan you ain't thought through fully
Do what I do to the end
I ain't stop for a bully
Moved on to the next when I'm blocked emotionally
Solely my dead friends
And God the ones that told me
It's meant for me, eventually I'll show
How immensely I've grown
Essentially what I know
If any entities a foe but ain't stepped to me though, oh
It's in my head or it's a ghost, I don't know
Gotta go hard, gotta make it better
Gotta hear myself like damn that's clever
Gotta go far, make it through whatever
Gotta get my shit together, get my shit together
TYE
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