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Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes yeah
Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes let's smoke
My shotgun be riding shotgun
These niggas really don't want none
Spit fire like this is hot ones
These pussies be playing possum
It's madness coming where I'm from
The man dem ain't got no options
It's rare to see talent blossom
But common to lose a loved one
Smoke sage n sour clear my head
Carbo load cause I'm counting bread
Block so hot like infrared
Whole squad mute when we see the feds
Don't need sixth sense to see the dead
Call of duty we aim at heads
Still in shock by how much he bled
Should've thought bout what he just
Smith and Wesson
Not a question
I ain't never coming second
That's a lesson
I'm a blessing
And you're cursed you won't see heaven
Body dropped his homies left him
Second guessing
No regretting
Every nigga from my block done seen some shit it's so depressing
Where Im from growing up you don't see story book endings
So the smile on my face in back in them days was me pretending
Uptown Jane and Sheppard is the block I'm representing
Representing till the end walking with this lethal weapon
Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes yeah
Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes let's smoke
6,4,5 boy I hustle all the time
Vacation like rehab cause I'm addicted to the grind
Always chasing bread I could care less for the shine
Bad bitch by my side and she parking ticket fine
Talking to the boy bro that shits illegal
And you might get the same fate as a fucking deagle
A roach get thrown on the field like it's played by weevil
This is pulp fiction bitch better read Ezekiel
Locked up eating pudding still yet to find the proof
Where I come from cops yup ain't never tell the truth
Yeah I like a bitch so bad looking like forbidden fruit
She can't get enough the wood looking at me like I'm Groot
Yeah I'm here writing bars and I'm still getting higher
Yo I smoke so much trees I might start a forest fire
Black owned business look so fly in my attire
Yo it's J-Bravo bitch but these rappers call me sire
Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes yeah
Thought I might be Tommy but turns out I might be Ghost
I had million dollar dreams with some crack pipe hopes let's smoke

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