Lyrics:
to T.M.F., Wu-Tang Clan
Scream on it, Ghost
Ayo, we at the weedgate, waiting for Jake
We want eight ravioli bags, two thirsty villains yelling bellyaches
a place we like to drive
Way out in the country
Five miles out of the city limit we're singing
And your hand's upon my knee
So we're okay
We're fine
texting
In that Foreign thang flying by like a pterodactyl
You won't see me on no spirit plane when I'm trying to travel
Bro six five two fifty it wasn't
favorite rappers do (Ya dig)
I be fucking bitches in my five star condo by my five star
Yeah gripping her no handle
old blonde head bitch call her Hannah
no, no, no, zase som v tom (Zase som v tom, uh)
Zase som v tom
Pull-upnem ako ghost (Ghost), pull-upnem ako ghost
Vraveli: "Nemôžeš byt sam sebou"
štít a čistej směr
To by bylo, když jdeme do města studio
Hlavy se otáčí oči se protáčí koho to zajímá dělají ramena (Yea)
Bohyně noci Nyx v černym
the ashes
Sacrificed to the masses
Double blade by my hip
Skrrting out hella quick
Going Ghost through the vaporwaves
And making bitches hella sick
Rooftop,
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
a ghost, laughin all the way to your wife bed, satin
top bottom, side to side, yeah bitches it's craccin
Edd don't know no better he damaged, bit by a vamp, nicca
a place we like to drive
Way out in the country
And five miles out of the city limit we're singing
And your hand's upon my knee
So we're okay, we're fine
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
see are the Ghosts of Glasgow
Now I'm haunted by the Ghosts of Glasgow
Ghost face killer still keeping em in check
Old dog, got em by the throat,
Most known unknown, gotta be the goat
V3
Now im bout to go
Hip hop on em,
infatuated by KAWS paintings
And laws waiting
Medusa on the saucer scrapin'
I be the flyest nigga ever, mirror mirror
Off White biker leather, yo
Superman all
Lucky Hands with me
You got soul, R&B, classics? All that shit right?
Yeah, Grey Ghost right in front of me right now
Grey Ghost standing right here.
pressure but over the lies
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
'Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
Seven five seven you know what the Deal is man it's time to spit it
When we step in the building
I don't to much really rep my city
I fuck with you
Inspired by the memories of niggas we won't see again
Me and Skinny back on a winning streak again
Things I felt for her shit I had to learn to keep it in
I
ghost
Nechcel som ťa obviňovať ale je to help for me
Jednoduchšie zvládam to čo mám na svedomí
Everyday to mám v hlave ako je to možné
Že si zo mňa
is power
You see it as bleak
The world could be ours
You too blind to see
But diluted by cowards
Continue to sleep
Remain high for hours
This
words
I had to dip out
Nine missed calls
Five texts, what you want now?
She filled up with this love
But I don't want that
Staying by myself
Don't need no
Yeah
Aye
Ok
(Artymadeitright)
In the Phantom or the Rolls yeah
Hopping out like a ghost yeah
Ace of spade for the toast yeah
Y'all thought it was
off you get the whole mag
Shut the fuck up imma boast
Hit the shit once den I ghost
Imma go platinum wit alla my homies
So fuck it I'm callin in for
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