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dollars in my pockets cuz I'm ready to shine
Been drinking packs of Red Bull because I'm ready to fly
You told me you were ready too you looked me dead in

stop do it again and again
You need to learn forgiveness
Live it like your in bidness with it
Its quite the medicine, heals your heart
Its red again,

We're not the same
I have been counting the end of my days
I am surrounded by staples of pain
Staples of hate
I'll pave the way
Ghost skin, looking

the one no one next to me
Thought I was gone but I was behind the scenes like I'm Palpatine
Almandine go from red to purple got that polygene
Got pixilated

from the ghost they take it as some joke
Hear em laugh and laugh but that shit never a joke
Hurting all the blacks with they petty tatics
Shit Tryna turn

feel like I'm getting hunted by a hellhound
Turn around see a ghost and I hit the ground
Wear a mask like I'm Dream I'll hide away
Big boss babysitter

lights projected from the cave
It grabbed my very soul by the shirt collar shook it
Asking me to use my missing brain as if they took it
Perhaps within its

a wormhole
Angkor, a lost nation

Red marks across my face
A killer beat like Kratos
Matt Damon, I'm the Martian
Here to steal your potatoes

Stumbled across

An appropriately placed ghost in an icon on my phone
Is it me or them deciding if I get to be alone

It's definitely me, no debating whatsoever,
I change my mind so

and count all the Os
It look like she just seen a ghost
Now she wanna talk bout Xs and Os
I swear that she think she a coach

Damn, damn 
Always knew I’d be

quotes like candy bitch
Need a ghost? Just ask me bitch
Tabby!

Chain on a thrift shop bargain
Hit space, gotta pause that starship
Damn straight I'm

Gangsta

Young Dro

Summer 2K6 Chopped Not Slopped

2006

to ride in my Impala wit
Columbine shawty shit, my car look like a oreo
Brown paint, white guts, the money and corey-o

Son of da Holy Ghost, tryin' me

Hurricane
Candy cane
Occupied by you

I thought
You were a lover
Who did woo

Can't find the girl with wild blazing hands
Knifes in her eyes

Lost in the shadows, streets bleed red,
Echoes of sorrow, the city's dead.
Familiar faces, are now mere ghosts,
In this godforsaken realm, where

got dreams
If you gone get him from the hood
He better go get it by any means

I like my nigga nasty and paid
Who Fuck all day
Cum make me stutter every

and you turned it back red, 
Then you take it away, was it something I said that offended you, 
I just wanted to be a good friend to you, but you told me

Swallowed by your grin 
Chains dig in my skin
My mind in a haze of cotton
Poisoned till I'm rotten
Rusting metal creaks
Bloody curdled shrieks
You

Doing music by lone shit, no one even knows
All my friends on they own shit, tryna get some hoes
Grinding is the most, guessing we'll see how it goes

Bitch I got a 4, add the 5, now I got a 9
This shit got a red dot and a beam, aim it
at your spine
Double cup, it filled up with some lean, bitch I

here loud and clear
Now there's only cold and fear
But red flags alone remain
Untouched by dust, free from stain

City zero, city zero
City zero
Boiled

ass ain't red
I swear to God, we up by four to five
Y'all niggas hella goofy, start to run around
You get hit up like it's a movie

Bitch, I'm toting

lost plenty shoes
I had red eyes plenty times with plenty blues
I'm the type to go ghost and never give a clue
Always say that I'm the one and I ain't

Well let me get some head
Yeah my little ni–a with me 
Banging blue but sipping red

Yeah he make diss songs 
Now he rap bout how he miss the dead

these bitches be tripping on me
Used to be they idol saw success and now they switching on me
Brainwashed by amature look at them minions flipping
Bars