Bitches call me ghost
They don't see my soul
They don't come close
Fuck what you know
People talk shit
Coz they feel weak
You can't hurt me
I would just quit
Life built on lies
Aint supposed to last
Everything goes by
Too fucking fast
If you need some dope
Go ahead just ask
I don't show up
If you do not bring the cash
Feeling so tired of all this fake shit
I am surrounded by dumb hypocrites
You have no clue what all pain I have felt
Can't spread no love if there is no love left
Fuck outta way, we will do things our way
Don't look at me you got nothing to say
We aint the same, you're just looking for fame
Your shit is lame, you've got noone to blame
Sick of those people
Who think that it's cool
If they fuck with the minds and the lives
Of the nice people
Who never meant any harm to you
Fuck you!
I'm tired of holding myself back
Enough of that
Beat you to fucking ground
You will not make a sound
This shit is fucking loud
We do not fuck around
Fuck all the haters
These internet fakers
They wont fucking break us
They will meet their maker
New Jersey rapper links with Dublin producer for a hard-hitting, old-school LP featuring Open Mike Eagle, Hemlock Ernst, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024