Ghost Mode E

Yeah. It's only rat. Gotta touch on these real times, you know? Yo, listen. Ah, it ain't right if I don't spit it From the left side. These kids barely in their Teens witnessing their friends die. I know how they feel, I lost mine too. Gun to my darg's head, the bullet went right Through. All I wanted was a Jilly or a New tofu. What's beef? I don't know, but I choose wagyu. Over this dumb shit. "Who are you? Where you from?" Shit. Can't fight when your gun quit. You get a knife from your mom's crib. Catch a body, go court, blow trial, get them Numbers. And now you on the gram flexing in Your cell, trying to function. The plan was to get your first rack and Stack 100, but the money come with evil like. Whole brick make a nigga show their evil side. You ever heard a snake hiss? Ever seen it slide? The hand that they eat from, they always seem To bite. Keep your back to the wall, they Wanna see you slide. Keep your ear to the streets, you can't press Rewind. Streets dying, I just gotta put the word Out. And it's been wild for a while, but These niggas killing girls now. And the gangsters getting killed by the ners now. Niggas die every day, and I was taught pull Your skirt down. And I was taught pick the Bone up and never put the work down. I pray that shit works out. Who to blame for my ways? I don't know. See, Mom did her best, but My pops didn't show. I forgive him, I just had to let go. That's what I call growth. This for bro, buy the blue phone, I've gotta Call home. And his BM getting piped on the Low. If it ain't white, then it's yellow, then It's rose. Aquas to Rollies, look how the time Flows. Heart cold. Yeah, that's why we buy and everything goes. That's my culture. I could've did the classroom, But I chose nothing sober. Growth topic, net profit, got the game from the Smokers. The internet steady trying to provoke us. They wanna blame rap like we ain't provide for The hopeless. From grime to garters, one tends to Loafers. Fingers to sprinters, do not lose focus. Headline shows, bookings with the promoters. Opportunities for videos on Quarters. Put the Put flash the flash on and let's On and let's capture capture the moment, the moment. Look. Look, We the we ones the ones responsible Responsible for the for motion. The most-Ask 'em what they did, silence is Golden. But they gon' tweet 'til their fingers get Swollen. You on your podcast, I can tell you Don't know much. The way you talk about the Bros, you don't know us. Deck full of jokers, box full of donuts. We've been through it all. They want us pushing P's, put the youngers through School. But we can't do it all. I'm a thug, I need love. When I hurt, tell me who can I call? PTSD, my scars ain't small. I was gangbangin' before it got cool. They gon' say that I'm a fool, but where I'm from, that's all that we knew. And the stories are true. I know it sound like I'm giving an excuse, But what I really did is give you the Proof. And it's fucked up 'cause we all need Help. Down bad, there was times I would've robbed Myself. I could've went out and crashed, But I stopped myself. 'Cause who gon' look after my mother if it's Not myself? Uh. And they gon' barely send you canteen beans. And they gon' drag both feet when it's time For a beat. In the end, still gotta spend Time with the Gs. If it weren't strictly for The streets, then it wouldn't be me. I thank the Lord for the air that I Breathe. Every check I receive, this life just rinse And repeat. I agree, I get heat for these Freaks that want G. I'm cool with what I want, but what about What I need? Ah. This time I gotta dig a little deep. You gotta feel me. It's all real, This the real me. Ah. And that's the real right there. Ah. Southside Pecknarm. Danny Business. Niggas ain't fucking with Me. You better back the fuck up. True stories. Ah. Feeling like the Ghost. Big Narstie