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GHOST.

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Hip-Hop/Rap

GHOST. fue lanzado el 26 de septiembre de 2025 por Already Legend/Think It's A Game Records como parte del álbum ALREADY LEGEND.

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DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

YFN Lucci

Voces

Budda Beats

Programación

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Rayshawn Lamar Bennett

Rayshawn Lamar Bennett

Autoría

Zachary D. Thomas

Zachary D. Thomas

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

G. "Fly" Henry

Producción ejecutiva

Keith Dawson

Ingeniería de mezcla, Ingeniería de grabación

Travis Louis

Masterización

Budda Beats

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[Intro]

It's Budda Beats

Yeah, yeah

Like oh, oh

Yeah, aye, look

[Verse 1]

All this codeine runnin' through my veins, yeah

When I was in the box, she ain't wanna hear from me

Look, all them **** that I lost, but you wouldn't feel my pain

Huh, sittin' here in the cold prayin' for better days

I say bigger dreams, like Quan, I need bigger jeans

I'm gon' stuff a billion in these pockets, that's on everything

I know how a Richard feel, but I'm tryna get richer still

I say I got rich off sendin' them, but my partner be spinnin' still

Tell me what the difference is, huh, you or me, it gon' be you

You wouldn't survive what I been through, if you gon' slide, then I'm with you

I don't know why buddy keep on askin', I'm gon' ride, ****, what about you?

Even with a million on my head, I'ma be outside, but what about you?

Aye, free my **** Juice, huh, free my brother too

Free all my co-D's, my lil' woadie, they keep it quiet too, huh

Look, we don't testify, best you lie, die, fool

Look, he was hangin' out that window, he ain't die, but they tried to

Kick more shit than Ryu, fucked you, hell, if I knew

This 'Hawk cost me five coupes, make me come and find you

I was just in the can, I'll get you poured out for 'bout five soups

This a Mercedes-Benz, I just pulled off with the title

Look, ask me where I been, probably fuckin' your favorite idol

Ask me 'bout your friend, not top ten, you gettin' lied to

Aye, where I'm from, you get hit up, we don't like you

Yeah, where I'm from, you get hit up, we don't like you

Money all on his head, money on his dreads

Straps outside hid in the car, some by the bed

If you try to run, know we goin' fast

Fast, yeah, she on the molly, she goin' sloppy, she goin' fast, yeah, yeah

Soon as she see me, know she tryna top me, I ain't got to say it (Look)

I just fucked this bitch for a new Rollie

I'm in the Ghost, soon as I fuck, I get ghost, bitch, I'm holy

Yeah, fuck I look like lettin' a broke bitch try to ghost me?

Yeah, fuck I look like lettin' your bitch control me?

Written by: Rayshawn Lamar Bennett, Zachary D. Thomas

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