Kendrick's Ghost Writer

Baddie wanna link for the night But we ain't doing one dance Wrist need a silencer Wouldn't know what was on me One flash I'm from a hood Where the challengers only run off one gas They read the book it ain't adding up He had more than one stash An if the story ain't bad enough They go cap for cameras Big forty I keep the cannon tuck Mulsanne or Phantom truck Ignore me I make em mad enough The wait for bangers up They wake the bangers up The end result Go be The cannon dump Just one alone could prolly Dust off half you squad Not man enough This beat I ran a muck The checks up came What I did I add dem up My chain a banister To hold up all these letter 50K I came from bag'em up I been a vagabond since under age No suit an tie to see the federal Versace for the frame No suit an tie to see the federals Versace on my lace My custom suit it came from Hermes An Givenchy for the case But all my hoodies still from Double Cup we run the summer up You know this KMI could double up before the summers up You know I run it with a Subtle touch They think I should be Midas My first watch it cost a hunid Now the new one from Poseidon My first whip wasn't no budget Now the new on auto pilot First closet was looking bummy Now the new one looking stylish My house started in the public All these ghost leave us divided That's why I wanted a mansion Somewhere I could call it private Roll another one an look out on my acres What a Island I wasn't born by the river I was the local robbing pirates I was Born with ambition My grandpa's made me so inspired Really stood on the mountain top Really own it Nothing higher As a younging I ain't noticed all the things he had accomplished Set the foundation for others just to prosper Being modest He a real one If you say you really bout it be about it He a real one this was way before 2000 Be about it I'm just writing these poems To help avert where I'm looking I got emotion nah That's just just just what they assuming I grew pass all the commotion Pops died Wasn't a goofy I just let time takes it motion An now look what I'm pursuing I reached the level before me Cause what's for me can't refuse it I roll another one it just to help me finish the music I'm in the Booth with it The truth hitting Could making the groupies spin I'm in a roofless with it Two step kicking Burning the dualleys