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letra de ghost town - yb curtis

[intro]
(rajon)
(mbc, you’re crazy)
mmm, m-mm
yeah
mmm, m-mm
lets go
mm, mmm
uh

[chorus]
i’m on my grind n-gga, you know i can’t play ‘round
and i can’t do that lazy sh-t, mane i can’t lay ‘round
i’m always on the move and you know i can’t stay down
i gotta make that money n-gga
mane i wanna get paid now
mane i can’t do that kid sh-t, can’t play now
i was never like them kids up on the playground
i got high, let’s bring the notes down
i felt lonely but i also felt like i was in a ghost town

[verse 1]
a f-ckin’ ghost town, do y’all know what that felt like?
isolation mane, these n-ggas, they don’t know what that sh-t felt like
mane i done heard a lot of sh-t that got me hot
mane hot as h-ll like
f-ckin’ intoxicated, sh-t done had me feel like i’m in jail likе
i be ridin’ through the night, i make surе i cut off my head lights
it take a real strong n-gga to get through bullsh-t wit’ yo head right
mane i done heard a lot of sh-t, these p-ssy n-ggas think they dead right
mane i done pulled up to some places, seen some n-ggas, i was dead tight
if i had listened to my mind, i was aimin’ down, dead sight
but i wouldn’t get to see another day, or another night
i gotta watch my daughter grow up, watch her put up fights
mane i just keep it pushin’ n-gga, that’s my f-ckin’ life
[chorus]
i’m on my grind n-gga, you know i can’t play ‘round
and i can’t do that lazy sh-t, mane i can’t lay ‘round
i’m always on the move and you know i can’t stay down
i gotta make that money n-gga
mane i wanna get paid now
mane i can’t do that kid sh-t, can’t play now
i was never like them kids up on the playground
i got high, let’s bring the notes down
i felt lonely but i also felt like i was in a ghost town

[verse 2]
mane i ain’t trippin’, cause what go around, come around
and you can’t put me down
try to take me off my grind i won’t allow (i won’t allow n-gga, yeah)
you know?
i really been feelin’ the best i ever been
to take from another person, n-gga you know that i never won’t have to depend
a f-ckin’ dawg, b-tch just like i’m comin’ up outta the pen
i really pray up to the lord and i just say amen
every time i fall n-gga, you know i get up again
i really got a message b-tch and i’ma f-ckin’ send
i won’t never tell another b-tch about me, i can’t f-ckin’ vent
so i just vent up in my music again and again

- yb curtis

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