true ghost freestyle

styles p

fly niggas wearing they polo cuts

taking flicks throwing the photos up

you can't see the liquor through the solo cup

the red or the blue one

homies got redrum

i cry for them and the newborns

a dark place in the bright light

watching hidden colors and zeitgeist

yea nigga through the knowledge but i went to street college so i copped it for the right price

twin two is four but if the fifth nigga roll we gonna turn that four dollars into five dollar doing nightlife

now go ahead and rewind that

no clothes but you like my design black

you can have a watch but you never seen timelapse

i'm a gangster rapper what you call this a crime rap huh?

good question ain't it?

my mind's a weapon ain't it?

shit i'm spitting for the record ain't it?

a minute longer than a second ain't it?

now go ahead do the countdown

tell me who you count on

you can count money but you can count love how you write the amount down

fuck it just let be bounce now

lighting the plane nigga i'm outbound

ghost

i'm out

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