GHOSTCOMING PROD. ROCA BEATS E

Got them boys up on your block again. And they unloading them Glocks again. Put you in your place again, for talking out Your face again. In the hood we don't take compliments, 'cause deep down niggas plotting it. They see you with that gold again, they tryna Take your soul again. Gunfire, gunfire, niggas wanna strike you out like a Umpire. When you go to sleep, you better sleep With one eye open 'cause they wanna take your Life. You the realest bitch I ever met. I thank God 'cause you're heaven sent. I won't let the devil in, ain't going back To hell again. Got them boys up on your block again. And they unloading them Glocks again. Put you in your place again, for talking out Your face again. In the hood we don't take compliments, 'cause deep down niggas plotting it. They see you with that gold again, they tryna Take your soul again. I can't trust nobody, nobody. Being real is a way of life not a Hobby. Holy Ghost gang, I can feel it in My body. This is God's word, this is not Illuminati. Chain on designer, Bad Spanish mami. Always tell truth to me, just be honest. I'm a star like a comet, on her mind Like a bonnet. Chasing this coin so fast like Sonic. Got them boys up on your block again. And they unloading them Glocks again. Put you in your place again, for talking out Your face again. In the hood we don't take compliments, 'cause deep down niggas plotting it. They see you with that gold again, they tryna Take your soul again.