Ghost
Lyrics
Look
It's just a couple days
Then we headed back to school
If you try to call my bluff
You'll be feeling like a fool
Wanna be the king of rap
But it ain't a lot to rule
And I know I'm heating up
I'ma try to keep it cool
And it's just a couple years
Then we headed to the tomb
And I'm trynna make a dent
So I gotta make a boom
I been growing in a cage
But I'm running out of room
Trynna weave it all together like a rapper with a loom
Mm yeah
What I said was on the level
It was just a level higher so you thought it was the devil
If I know for sure I'm right than I'll be stomping on the pedal
I'll be going til Yeshua say to stop and then I'll settle
And I'm not a carbon copy so they calling me a rebel
And they know my rappin solid so they wanna try my metal
And I got a couple flaws I gotta thorn I gotta nettle
But I'm never gonna stop until I know I gotta medal
Make the most
Of my time
I'ma ghost
On the grind it's a post
So I make the most yuh
But it's hard to take you serious
Like suddenly you rap
You talk a lot as if you've got it
But it's sounding more like cap
You drop a carbon copied flow
And then you bop it like it slap
I mean it did at first but don't you go and get it out the trash
I gotta couple dozen style that I'm trynna mix and match
I gotta stupid deep vendetta for the beat if it don't smash
And I'll be rapping cuz I love it and because I need the cash
And there's a layer of deception so I'm trynna make a gash
I'ma make the most
Of my time
I'ma ghost
On the grind it's a post
So I make the most
I'ma make the most
Of my time
I'ma ghost
On the grind it's a post
So I make the most
And I find you a hoax
But it's mine I suppose
Gotta slide on my foes
Homie I make the most
Plus one
Look
It's just a couple days
Then we headed back to school
If you try to call my bluff
You'll be feeling like a fool
Wanna be the king of rap
But it ain't a lot to rule
And I know I'm heating up
I'ma try to keep it cool
And it's just a couple years
Then we headed to the tomb
And I'm trynna make a dent
So I gotta make a boom
I been growing in a cage
But I'm running out of room
Trynna weave it all together like a rapper with a loom
Mm yeah
What I said was on the level
It was just a level higher so you thought it was the devil
If I know for sure I'm right than I'll be stomping on the pedal
I'll be going til Yeshua say to stop and then I'll settle
And I'm not a carbon copy so they calling me a rebel
And they know my rappin solid so they wanna try my metal
And I got a couple flaws I gotta thorn I gotta nettle
But I'm never gonna stop until I know I gotta medal
Make the most
Of my time
I'ma ghost
On the grind it's a post
So I make the most yuh
But it's hard to take you serious
Like suddenly you rap
You talk a lot as if you've got it
But it's sounding more like cap
You drop a carbon copied flow
And then you bop it like it slap
I mean it did at first but don't you go and get it out the trash
I gotta couple dozen style that I'm trynna mix and match
I gotta stupid deep vendetta for the beat if it don't smash
And I'll be rapping cuz I love it and because I need the cash
And there's a layer of deception so I'm trynna make a gash
I'ma make the most
Of my time
I'ma ghost
On the grind it's a post
So I make the most
I'ma make the most
Of my time
I'ma ghost
On the grind it's a post
So I make the most
And I find you a hoax
But it's mine I suppose
Gotta slide on my foes
Homie I make the most
Plus one
Writer(s): DYLAN PETER ALVAREZ, MATTHEW BUSEK, JOREL DECKER, DANIEL MURILLO, GEORGE ARTHUR RAGAN, JORDON KRISTOPHER TERRELL
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid
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