Lyrics:
hittin' up your squad
Can't you see the watch?
That's a Rollie in my arm ay
Rollie solid gold (Rollie)
Sprite activist (Lean)
Mobile flight mode
Iron long
to wear my cape and mask
Who is this kid?
I think it's better for you not to ask
I'm a hero in academia, I'm late for class
Sipping on spirits was
missin', next day, where your face went?
With Dolly Parton music playin' in my pickup truck
My gold sandwich, a swigger liquor chewin' duck
I got no
ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
The life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse
the lifestyle but I'm magnum
Bitches tell lies don't ask them
I'm flirting with the way of what it should be
But haunted by the ways of what did see
Ghost in
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
a place we like to drive
Way out in the country five miles out of the
City limit we're singin'
And your hand's upon my knees
So we're ok, we're fine
Baby
They shoot me, should be my theme song
The beam long, the team strong, your dreams gone
But that's what you get for wastin' em
Hop in your
scoop up your daughter
She wanna roll wit' a thug that rap, you do the math
He won't blast 'til my stacks in order
Man, lemme get 'em Free
Hove never
finna piss on your grave
I am a man, not a slave
I am a monkey, not ape
Machete will give you a shave (NIGGA)
Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, I got ghosts in my
and
Me and Ghost in a ski mask
I was chillin' there, layin', Chilean like sea bass
And nobody was askin' her
Pussy, don't even fix your lips like
I'm in the black and you know I got mask and all black
For you niggas who want happy endings
I'm Real Go Getta the shit that I'll do
For my fam better
hoes
Shawty knees weak like Derrick Rose
Baby I'm the one like four quarters
Our Father, I was baptized in dirty water
Lost my right hand, I'm
of rampant selfishness... and an ugly one at that
You look better in a mask
You look better undercover
Cover up your face and do everyone a favor
You look
with a golden mask
Muffled in mystery, shrouded by time)
I don’t wanna steal the gold away
(Limped with a golden walking stick
Contracted malaria in his
in this house
You are welcome to.’
‘Your bed, your bed, King Henry
O I’ll sleep in your bed.’
He’s taken them to his own chamber
And his cloak over
smooth right there
Blood diamonds sitting real chunky in my right ear
Killas, skin your ass with no contracts
And little niggas got nowhere to hide but
degree, I could flip your Vee
I call my stick Moses
I split your waves in half
Like he split the sea
Niggas don't want smoke, trust me
It's all talk
ski mask
You know the God
So outfit's from before cover
Remix the Raf Simons
Black said, "Fuck the money
Send the mad bitches"
My last day in prison
I
the mix up with your arrival time.
I had the foresight. Then my third eye
was calcified by tap water fluoride.
I don't know what defines real man, so
Dont think its sweet better be on your toes
You see pt then it means that its on
Really I been living the things in my songs
Tired of the women they
savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold
savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold
ghost, ghost, ghost,
slipping though the cracks making me insane
Feels like gold, gold, gold,
dripping down my back when i turn away
cause your my ghost
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