letra de ghost face - fifth ave jay
[intro]
and i ain’t gon’ lie, i cannot worry about ghost face
he could’ve died on his birthday n-gga
i let you live on your birthday n-gga
you could’ve got shot on your worst day
can never go play with the media
all of this sh-t gets to your head n-gga
you think you look for the media n-gga
stop buying bucks in your head n-gga
first things first, i heard you checking on e-pills
[verse]
i know this sh-t gotta relax, n-gga, you really on sweet pill
like, i’ma give you a mo’ cause y’all n-ggas say you gon’ get there
like, try to diss me?
well, sh-t, a lot of n-ggas don’t know me, n-gga
you know you really a phony
how you ridin’ in your man’s d-mn place?
how you never gon’ put in that work?
i heard that y’all n-ggas b-tch like that
like, i can talk about sh-t that you left for your man, that’s why your mans got shot
like, i don’t know what you talk about
now you gon’ say, i don’t wanna f-ck with that boy like, wait, like
what the f-ck is a n-gga named ghost face?
that n-gga could’ve got shot on his birthday
if you know what i’m on, put him workin’ a day
i got the k!llers, gon’ slide every day n-gga
i could really go play up in wraith
i seen you callin’ the plug at studios
with counterfeits, and i don’t play
first thing first, n-gga, you was askin’ me how i do the trailer
i don’t know what i’m on with this n-gga
white lil’ boy that can’t eat stuff, lil’ n-gga
i’m breakin’ out a man like a snicker
you know who’s screamin’ when i’m comin’ outside
ayo, j, n-gga, you a f-g
i heard you askin’ my dude, b-tch, from jail
n-gga, i know you don’t put up no rail n-gga
like, f-ck it, you better ask what i threw
like, i’ma go up on them, bang on them n-ggas, hang on them n-ggas with two
like, you know i’m burnin’ your shoes, that’s not a part of my rap
i got the bib right here, lil’ n-gga
i got the bib, woah, yeah, yeah, too
like, if you know what i’m on, ask lil’ henny and the rilla
that lil’ b-tch was just on my d-ck in a minute, like back in the year in september
you know it’s me when i’m comin’ outside, b-tch
i got the coupe from the miller
you know it’s me when i’m boilin’, lil’ n-gga
that’s when my daughter was boilin’ up for you this summer
cause n-gga, i’m a winner, n-gga
gang, bang, bang, bang, n-gga
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