Too much percussion and bass when i take beats
Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,
Looks like your just saw a ghost indeed
Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed
They say believing is seeing, but seeing is believing
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Dude your bad at call of duty ghost
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned
Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost
Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
He's already lost his pride, he'll turn white like a ghost
Im a ghost cant shake me, no escape the curse hovers
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
If you ever feel alone and
Your seeing stars, spangled
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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