Ghost
Mazen
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Who the fuck that said I ain't the best?
I'm movin' 'til I see the moon's crest
I gotta go and get some things up off my chest
Yes, I'm blessed, blessed
Look at all the things that I possess
But still there be some shit I can't forget
I had to go and get some things up off my
Look, I raised my hand and felt the roof
I ain't no shooter, but I shoot
My cousin had a .22, he used to bring that bitch to school
I went to school to see Denise, that bitch was everything to me
Shawty popped up on my feed the other day, she had a seed
I dropped a message, hope she read it, ask about her cousin Keisha
Keisha ran away from home because her daddy used to beat her
Got addicted to that shit, the last time a nigga seen her
She was sleepin' on the freeway by a box of cold pizza
Had to send that girl a prayer and everybody down in Lakeland
All the niggas that I beat up, all the bitches I was chasin'
Had to, uh, uh, get up out that bitch to my amazement
The world was a lot bigger than the city I was raised in
Still I'm always out here reppin' all my niggas stuck in Section 8
Get off the ropes, the system tryna box you like a featherweight
I put that shit on everything
Life ain't always fair, to say the least
I had to put one in the sky and pray for better days
So if you pray for water, don't go hide up in the rain
I got a feelin', I know
I let the storm wash away the trouble and the pain
The only way that I grow, yeah
It seem like every day I'm out here fightin' for my life
Ayy, look, I gotta let go
From everything that held me back or before
Don't hold me back, ayy, look, I gotta get ghost
Check, check
Who the fuck that said I ain't the best?
I'm movin' 'til I see the moon's crest
I gotta go and get some things up off my chest
Yes, I'm blessed, blessed
Look at all the things that I possess (Okay)
But still there be some shit I can't forget (Okay)
I had to go and get some things up off my
Uh, yeah, Jada so controllin', she
Get tight when I don't write her back
Suffer for some issue and she confused 'cause she white and Black
Uptown, where my shorty, woe is me, what she felt
Tryin' to be Superman, couldn't save her from herself
Always shy, camera was unique
She would barely even speak, I wouldn't hear from her for weeks
But when she came back, I was addicted to her
On the train to different boroughs
Swear she was an, uh, ordinary Brooklyn girl
Genialize, tell me, we go back before I made songs
Even turn the TV on before me 'cause the game's on
Wanna trace my steps when the streets were no duress
I remember where we fell in love, although that wound is fresh
All my niggas move accordin' to them dreamers
To approach another zenith, won't get logged and put between us
Witnessin' this genius, we'll be ballin' when we seniors
See mamas in the bleachers, hope you call us when you need us
I got my father's features
So if you pray for water, don't go hide up in the rain
I got a feelin', I know
I let the storm wash away the trouble and the pain
The only way that I grow, uh
It seem like every day I'm out here fightin' for my life
Ayy, look, I gotta let go
From everything that held me back or before
Don't hold me back, ayy, look, I gotta get ghost
Check, check
Who the fuck that said I ain't the best? (Who the fuck said?)
I'm movin' 'til I see the moon's crest
I gotta go and get some things up off my chest
Yes, I'm blessed, blessed
Look at all the things that I possess
But still there be some shit I can't forget
I had to go and get some things up off my