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Dave East

Ghost

 

Ghost

(album: Black Rose - 2014)


I float through the streets like a ghost
I have dreams of me driv'in a ghost (ghost)
They owe, them niggas get ghosted
The reason these niggas get smoked (smoke)
Came up in the hood I was broke
No crack dealer to sell at them soap (rope)
Hundreds of dollars of smoke this the life that I know (Ah!)

I float through the streets like a ghost
I have dreams of me driv'in a ghost (ghost)
They owe them niggas get ghosted
The reason these niggas get smoked (brrr)
Came up in the hood I was broke
No crack dealer to sell at them soap (yeah)
Hundreds of dollars of smoke this the life that I know (I know)

I float through the streets like a ghost
I have dreams of me driv'in a ghost (ghost)
They owe them niggas get ghosted
The reason these niggas get smoked (smoke)
Came up in the hood I was broke
No crack dealer to sell at them soap (Ah!)
Hundreds of dollars of smoke this the life that I know (Uh!)

Talk about murder she wrote
I grew up around burners and coke
Young'in get murdered for less
R-I-P to hundred sixth street still curb'in these hoes
Pull up on hundredth and ninth
I'm wild'in, I'm like fuck ya advice
Streets will just fuck up your life
Drunk I just might fuck you wife
Been zipp'in them butter all night, hugg'in the pipe
Just dipp'in through Jersey
On my way to Delaware
Bone crusher motherfucker I ain't never scared
I hear you repen'in them other block but you ain't never there
Louis-V on my waist plus the metal there
Couple rats in the street straight drug money
I can't blow it all tonight just to plug money
At '99 my iceberg was all Bugs Bunny
Lose your life for a bag that's blood money
Blue rag on the bag that's Cuz money
Laugh'in at him while we shoot 'cuz he was funny
In a tub with a young bitch
40 cal by the toilet, right under the towel
Couple hollow tips all up in the barrel
I guarantee she ain't go'in to be on her dumb shit
Pump piff on the block, where the coke at?
Seen them chips, started eat'in nigga food 'cuz he spoke back

I float through the streets like a ghost
I have dreams of me driv'in a ghost (ghost)
They owe them niggas get ghosted
The reason these niggas get smoked (Ba!)
Came up in the hood I was broke
No crack dealer to sell at them soap (yeah)
Hundreds of dollars of smoke this the life that I know
(life that we know nigga)

I float through the streets like a ghost
I have dreams of me driv'in a ghost (Uh Yeah!)
They owe them niggas get ghosted
The reason these niggas get smoked
Came up in the hood I was broke
No crack dealer to sell at them soap
Hundreds of dollars of smoke this the life that I know

Uh, pockets feel just like the bank
Gutter go roll up a stank (stank)
No limit, pull up in her tank
Addicted to bitches and dank
Fuck what you think!
Always go'in up in my rank
I want that house by the lake
Not tak'in no brakes
Public hous'in I hate
Them roaches was all in our place
Had her fucked over
Black la costra nostra
Hopped out the hooptie and coast ya
Some blood for my soldiers
I ride for my culture so don't even try to get close-ta
Pan Amera is my favorite
Niggas is changing they see I'm go'in to make it
Ain't give me nothing I figured I take it
Cut my an onion I'm about to get faded
Get to the clip and them bitches get naked
Dodger fans, run down on a nigga like Rodimus
Go flow, egg one, that's a lot of bread
Publishing Xanax cover lot of meds
Cargos on couple rocks in'em
Brand new Tims I ain't wore yet
Walking up 1st with the packs flipping
Kush loud like they bagged it up in Nordkoreas (Lighter!)

I float through the streets like a ghost
I have dreams of me driv'in a ghost (Yeah)
They owe them niggas get ghosted
The reason these niggas get smoked
Came up in the hood I was broke
No crack dealer to sell at them soap
Hundreds of dollars of smoke this the life that I know
(we know)

I float through the streets like a ghost
I have dreams of me driv'in a ghost
(this is the life that I know)
They owe them niggas get ghosted
The reason these niggas get smoked
(this is the life that I know)
Came up in the hood I was broke
No crack dealer to sell at them soap
(this is the life that I know)
Hundreds of dollars of smoke this the life that I know (this is the life that I know)

This is the life that I know
This is the life that I know
This is the life that I know
This is the life

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