(Hook)
I float through the streets like a ghost
Had dreams of me drivin' a ghost (ghost)
They owe you, them niggas get ghost
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 drivin' a ghost (ghost)
They owe you, them niggas get ghost
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
Had dreams of me drivin' a ghost (ghost)
They owe you, them niggas get ghost
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 is the life that I know (Uh!)
(Verse 1: Dave East)
Talk about murder she wrote
I grew up round' burners and coke
Youngins get murdered for less
R-I-P to 106th we still curbin' these hoes
Pull up on 109th
I’m wildin', like fuck ya advice
Streets'll just fuck up your life
Drunk, I just might fuck your wife
Been zippin' them butters all night, huggin' the pipe
Just dippin' through Jersey
On my way to Delaware
Bone crush a motherfucker, I ain’t never scared
I hear you reppin' the 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 the 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
Laughin' at em' 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 goin' be on her dumb shit
Pump piff on the block, where the coke at?
Seen them chips, started eatin' a nigga food ‘cuz he spoke back
I float through the streets like a ghost
Had dreams of me drivin' a ghost (ghost)
They owe you, them niggas get ghost
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 drivin' a ghost (ghost)
They owe you, them niggas get ghost
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
Had dreams of me drivin' a ghost (ghost)
They owe you, them niggas get ghost
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 is the life that I know (Uh!)
(Verse 1: Dave East)
Talk about murder she wrote
I grew up round' burners and coke
Youngins get murdered for less
R-I-P to 106th we still curbin' these hoes
Pull up on 109th
I’m wildin', like fuck ya advice
Streets'll just fuck up your life
Drunk, I just might fuck your wife
Been zippin' them butters all night, huggin' the pipe
Just dippin' through Jersey
On my way to Delaware
Bone crush a motherfucker, I ain’t never scared
I hear you reppin' the 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 the 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
Laughin' at em' 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 goin' be on her dumb shit
Pump piff on the block, where the coke at?
Seen them chips, started eatin' a nigga food ‘cuz he spoke back
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