Go ghost if you like, make sure the door don't hit ya I was tryna put donnys on, but I don't think they really got the picture You can showboat if you like, too bad your girl don't miss ya Things done changed for a nigga, cah before man I used to be the victim Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one (yeah) Way back when, didn't wanna know (woo) Way back when, I was on the ropes (woo) Winter time came, never had a coat Mummy doin' work, but the money always low Now I'm on the road, so squaddy we on the road OT trips for a show, I'm gettin' dough Bro-bro still on the stove, I need some more Get my A&R on the phone, let's do a tour (woo) Be about it, be about it, don't talk about it I got niggas doin' the dirty, I'm still around it All these women doin' my head in, don't need the baggage I got my connect, pick up a package Laughin' to the bank, four by four truck Thinkin' 'bout the times, I had no buzz Now I'm 'bout to pop, gyal show love But I already know, what contour does Go ghost if you like, make sure the door don't hit ya I was tryna put donnys on, but I don't think they really got the picture You can showboat if you like, too bad your girl don't miss ya Things done changed for a nigga, cah before man I used to be the victim Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one This the sound of a boy that was broke, and wasn't known All alone, got three, four friends, but on his own Never P'd, I played out hard in these streets I know grief, I buried my brother at 15 These niggas seen, who I was, who I am Babygirl, what's your name? Who's your man? Yo, that nigga ain't the same, when he's off the 'Gram If you really know my worth, then let's make plans Girl, play smart, you know I'm the next (yuh) Fuck the phony, no love from the set (yuh) List of broke niggas, owe me respect (yuh) Word on road is, in my city I'm a vet Made my mom proud, and made my dad pissed If a nigga did his job, he might've got chicks Cold, with these niggas, they better get a grip If they ever get to ask why, I did it for the fifth Go ghost if you like, make sure the door don't hit ya I was tryna put donnys on, but I don't think they really got the picture You can showboat if you like, too bad your girl don't miss ya Things done changed for a nigga, cah before man I used to be the victim Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one

Florence, Italy, Roberto Cavalli Had the Kelly Rowl', now it's Ashanti We gon' double up the frame on the car seat Can't be too safe, you know it's on me That my bestie, gave her the car keys Put my young G all in Versace No bluff, I ain't in a malarkey When you lonely, you better call me I can't fuck with niggas if they fuckin' with my enemy Dismiss it, I ain't rockin' with that energy Pain in my membrane, the roads in my memories Thinking 'bout my nigga, I had to dropped a likkle Hennessy Remember when I blast a gun charge in the secondary Mourning, now I'm pourin' red rum, in the cemetery No legal debate, my QC's got chemistry Miraculously in the streets, like Sesame We at a dinner but my OT bitch bellin' me Polly on my shoulder, think I move too peppery She was movin' pattern but my boo ting' stressin' me Live in the mechanic, I should do a documentary Bark it, I can't drop it cah the polly and the press on me I was gonna bruck it but my codie wasn't lettin' me Two-two's, four-doors and the remedies Cock it when I pop it, blow the whistle like a referee Can I get a lead from all my ladies? I got Louis on my laces I need the AP or the Day Date, yeah Send, on a way, we in Chane', 'ne, yeah Dealings, dealings In the Lamb' truck with my demons She freaky, teach me Lean on me, yeah Florence, Italy, Roberto Cavalli Had the Kelly Rowl', now it's Ashanti We gon' double up the frame on the car seat Can't be too safe, you know it's on me That my bestie, gave her the car keys Put my young G all in Versace No bluff, I ain't in a malarkey When you lonely, you better call me Ayy, what's up? We makin' her lay down Stick right on me, I give her like ten thou' Cop a pistol, brodie, he bury the tre pound I'ma meet K, here from the fifth, the H-Town When she shake the bed, give me a lick now I'ma rock you, mayne, you need to take pride in you The pure, the Cali, the diesel too sour, yeah We know how to bake, we whip a egg flour with you Born winner, the opposite of a gentleman Remember when I used to eat baked beans for dinner Done up bait tease, like, "Say cheese, my nigga" And in the A3, she ate me forever I'ma share you Porcello, we make a dream team Tell me how did you fit in your Billie Jean jeans? Cop the Christian Dior, I love a bee sting Coochie wet as a shore, it took a beating Can I get a lead from all my ladies? I got Louis on my laces I need the AP or the Day Date, yeah Send, on a way, we in Chane', 'ne, yeah Dealings, dealings In the Lamb' truck with my demons She freaky, teach me Lean on me, yeah Florence, Italy, Roberto Cavalli Had the Kelly Rowl', now it's Ashanti We gon' double up the frame on the car seat Can't be too safe, you know it's on me That my bestie, gave her the car keys Put my young G all in Versace No bluff, I ain't in a malarkey When you lonely, you better call me