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Ghost (feat. TrippyKidBlaze & BIG Tray)
by Jay Alizé
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I'm the only one that get the job done
Name one nigga that can cover for me
Even if I ghost write for a nigga
It'll still sound like a cover to me
Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
I Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
Yeah I'm back on track, I brought the soul back
Yeah I'm back to business I had to handle that
XO told me to do it so I finessed the cat
Curiosity killed the cat, so now he's trash
Damn the cat's right in the bag
Lil pussy ass nigga round here thinking he bad
But you ain't Michael
I'll give you Cardiac Arrest
These bullets hit yo chest congest ya fucking chest now
Now who the best boy, who the best man
I'm married to the game that's my fucking right hand
How the vision got so cold
You wouldn't understand
You only get one shot in this game
One opportunity, one dance
And i'm the only one that get the job done
Name one nigga that can cover for me
Even if I ghost write for a nigga
It'll still sound like a cover to me
Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
I Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
I'm the only one that get the job done
Name one nigga that can cover for me
Even if I ghost write for a nigga
It'll still sound like a cover to me
Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
I Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
Yeah I'm back on track, I brought the soul back
Yeah I'm back to business I had to handle that
XO told me to do it so I finessed the cat
Curiosity killed the cat, so now he's trash
Damn the cat's right in the bag
Lil pussy ass nigga round here thinking he bad
But you ain't Michael
I'll give you Cardiac Arrest
These bullets hit yo chest congest ya fucking chest now
Now who the best boy, who the best man
I'm married to the game that's my fucking right hand
How the vision got so cold
You wouldn't understand
You only get one shot in this game
One opportunity, one dance
And i'm the only one that get the job done
Name one nigga that can cover for me
Even if I ghost write for a nigga
It'll still sound like a cover to me
Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
I Worked my whole life tryna figure it out
Now it's all coming to me, yeah
