GHOSTBOY

Little bitch talking shit What is this, what is this Treat they ass like ghost They don't exist Little bitch talking shit What is this, what is this Treat they ass like ghost They don't exist If I'm not the king then I'm the prince, yeah Only ghost in this bitch is the kid, uh Making shit that you just wish you did, no no Had to cut you off, the ghost prince haunting again (uh, yeah) Cut my bro I don't need 'em Could give a f*ck about his ass He got ill intentions I can see em past your mask Talking like you money but I know you lacking class You sipping only muddy I stay clear like some glass Yeah, I came to destroy And I'm breaking all your toys I'm an eerie motherfucker Steady haunting all your noise Best steer clear me motherfucker can't you tell just by my voice I've been fighting so damn long how the f*ck am I poised Aye, demons in my head tryna pastor me Yeah, born torn apart like a bastard seed Yeah, God want me dead He put a rack on me Yeah, just let me die in my own fashion please Always been this way Rule just like a king Then the ghost boy clear the space I'm just trying to sing, why you caught up in the hate Cut your ass off boy you cheering at the bleachers Call my bitch a zombie, she suck me till my meat hurt Do what you do in triple You know ghost boy got that workflow My shit popping like a pimple Dog we can't relate you're simple Gramps kicked me out, I'm sinful Threatened by me that's pitiful Love my raps more than my billfold If you're in my way then you're in the kill zone Uh, y'all don't talk with experience I say my shit because I'm feeling it Could a give a f*ck who the realest is Only concerned about winning shit Got my bitch right by my side We smoke that green every day and night I hate my life so I need that light When you talk shit that I'm going to be alright Got no Xs and Os, for friends famly and foe There's no blood when you ghost There's no love when you the cold Got no love for these hoes Get too close, you get froze Diamonds wrapped around my soul This the life that I chose Never settled for the middle F*ck that Malcolm for real I just clap cheeks getting nasty, bitch I f*ck like a drill Fucking like a drill Damn the Blunt be staying ill Working these skills All these fucking beats getting killed Little bitch talking shit What is this, what is this Treat they ass like ghost They don't exist Little bitch talking shit What is this, what is this Treat they ass like ghost They don't exist If I'm not the king then I'm the prince, yeah Only ghost in this bitch is the kid, uh Making shit that you just wish you did, no no Had to cut you off, the ghost prince haunting again Aye