King Chatton - Ghost Lyrics

30k robbers no Emily Roberts
My girl so bad yeah she is a goddess
Ugh
Mo problems
Why they comin at me
I'm just nigga from the hood tryna feed his family
Target in scope I don't know who I'm aboutta provoke
I stay away from the drama
I just chief and I smoke
I try to find the balance
Then I god damn coast
I don't know if I could make it but God damn who knows

Riding through hell
I take the heat well
Niggas that's hatin
I wish em well
I ain't askin for help
I'll do it all myself
I ain't stopping till I put up numbers like Adele
I wanna be chosen
But I know that I'm not
I'm overly open
Man I just stir up the pot
My dreams might too big
But ima get em
Don't play me like i'm stupid!
You dumb as a rock

It takes a lot give me the shock
The time is now
So yeah I'll keep shooting my shot
Funny how they shootin I just handle my biz
My hands on the keys, while I chill in the crib
I need me a special I put my soul in the booth
I'm way too broke so I'll say it mans just can't lose
I ain't takin a deal
These days I'll make my own meal
100 hunnid percent I be keepin it real don't give a f*ck how you feel

My tummy's aching
That's why I chase the bacon
I want the world in my palm
I'm young and impatient
I'd scream it I'm the best
But I'm not too conceited
I'll really be flexing when I have every reason
I could care less who you got for the score
I'm In my own lane
Look
I created the course
I don't play games wit em
I'm glued to the Rythm
No stray from the path or the vision
I'm comin wit em