Ghost (Freestyle)

prod. Swaine
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ghost freestyle
they tell me i’m in my bag
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maybe i don’t see it the same, it’s sad
i keep seein daredevils get bigger checks
evil kenivels is doin stunts not doin reps
feed the doubt, let you be depressed
sittin in the cold ill be freezin less
cuz at least i get my inspiration breathin fresh
in the bedroom i been 0 for 10, russell west
never made it to the finals but if i did id be jordanesque
hoardin trophies, my house wouldn’t have room to step
been tore up so long i can feel my blood rushing
you craned your neck for the love you never wanted
i gave myself to this game dawg i must’ve
died a thousand deaths like a coward got punished
a decade later im still on the ground running
scaled like a snake till i make the damn summit
never ever snaked a soul, i’m loyal to the stomach
gas all i ever did natural, canada
never would sell it out, produced it for my family
bit down harder than i ever barked, it couldn’t be
any other way, gettin paid in my free time
fuck everybody hatin, fuck keyboards and internet
i swear to god all i do is splash like im into nets
you would never say it, saw me in the flesh
i might have to make you say that shit again
nv reps respect, from the dot to the peg
whats next?
paranoia creepin
if you look like you don’t like me fuck it we can keep it
the same like we twins
retread
come back and speak it
i don’t got time for no jokes with acquaintances
yeah we fell off and it wasn’t high enough
now i gotta touch a mic to air grievances
feelin like superman
leap a whole buildin just to end up in the woods like peter pan
free the man
man i keep sayin
all i ever wanted was to be in demand
conversations shallow then im talkin to a ghost
dinner table packed out i think ill make a toast
here’s to the most high
heres to the goat
mind games dont work, try it ill show ya
can’t fall for that one no more im sure of
trojan horses burned down, and you’ll go with it
blind to the knife in his back till it split him
pulled it out let it drip dry and he owned up
some of this was my fault ok i’ll admit it
but i can’t keep having this conversation it’s to my limit
id rather light a dart alone and watch the smoke swirl
i keep tryna pop shit maybe see the world
maybe make it hurt
for everyone that ever did dirt
or maybe i’ll forgive, and forget, disperse
i guess i’ll feel it out when im on like a horse
sunset ride, with my girl, could be worse
wrestle with mortality
title match, reaching for the belt like a trigger squeeze
hell in a cell, my room is where i serve sentences
i get love world wide, on a smaller scale
ill smile real wide when i see you fail
couldnt take any of it so i almost bailed
ill stick to the grind like im on a rail
pop, shuvit in your face if you don’t listen to the tale
i tell
im still screamin fuck a label as well
only ever sign it if it’s distribution
i been big boss servin like women do its
simple when it comes to the money counts
i got good amounts
thumbs hurt paper cut fingers like i square accounts
everybody eats new singles like im feedin mouths
NV outlaws hello eric scott and miles
never could really get along with a mouse
never could really show love when i doubt
the person standin right there is fit to stand out
met a lot of pussies in this line of work
thats how i know we’ll never pan out
i was never fanned out, i planned out
every chess move
even if it didn’t work
i can live with the bad bouts
yelling till i pass out
i ain’t even mad
im just passionate about
rhymes and the cheese you can rend off a lyric or
fast track life, a couple houses, maybe 3 or 4
pay my whole family’s bloodline off of one line
fuck goin viral i’m a deep cut, i bleed like
severin an artery
leverage my artistry
if i died, it’d be a holiday, and a part of me
would be immortalized on the web like a bug to be
eaten half alive by a spider and that’s fine with me
i don’t really drink but if there’s wine i’ll take a jug or 3
as i grow older i get colder and it’s fucking with me
quick to say i don’t care
opinions flood the energy
yellin out obscenities
maybe i need therapy
maybe there’s someone better than me
out there
maybe my mood carries me
i hope i do know where im headed
if not im lost and on the way to deaded
forget it.