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Ghost
11
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ghost è stato pubblicato il 28 agosto 2020 da True Colors Worldwide come parte dell'album True Colors
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Data di uscita28 agosto 2020
EtichettaTrue Colors Worldwide
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM75

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Corey St.Rose
Corey St.Rose
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey St.Rose
Corey St.Rose
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corey St.Rose
Corey St.Rose
Producer

Testi

It’s twenty bands no lower, just for a show
I'm in the Wraith when I’m talking 'bout going Ghost
Yeah, all my **** winning, yeah we gotta make a toast
My music travel everywhere talking coast to coast
Uh, Mike Mike Mike Amiri I became a fiend
Yeah, Ksubi Ksubi Ksubi denim, better join the team
Yeah, shawty ass so fat, how you wear them jeans?
Yeah, True Colors Entertainment, yeah we on the scene
Uh, young **** living life feeling like a dream
Yeah, head shot red dot call me Danny Green
The streets got my heart, devil got my soul
Yeah, drop the Henny, I'm drinking straight Patron
Cause I’m back on the road
And they jacking my flow, city to city I fuck up the show
They looking at me like a icon
New coat made of python
These **** be pussy, they ain’t hard
Fuck school and my day job
New deals, new whips
Walk in the spot with my new bitch
I'm moving different my ****
Talk on me be specific my ****
The money be calling, so why wait?
I be giving out love, but I get hate
I be cooking these **** like lo mein
Most these bitches they fuck and they party, let's go
It’s twenty bands no lower, just for a show
I'm in the Wraith when I’m talking 'bout going Ghost
Yeah, all my **** winning, yeah we gotta make a toast
My music travel everywhere talking coast to coast
Yeah, swerving all over the place
A lot of shit been on my mind and my plate
But fuck it I gotta get paid
I look at my life, ain’t nothing the same
Crazy what people would do for the fame
Hundred karats on my neck, on my chain
Making moves, yeah I stay in my lane
Move left, different time zone so I move west
We all blessed
Thousand dollar jeans, that’s a whole flex, no less
We going up
I'm breaking some records cause I'm number one
I’m on a mission
They love my ambition, I stay in the kitchen
They watching my moves
They pray that I slip, they want my position
This story still written
I went independent, can’t fuck with the vision
Can’t be talking no chicken
And not owning shit, and bad with your business
I feel like the greatest
A hundred mil', then I feel like I made it
It’s twenty bands no lower, just for a show
I'm in the Wraith when I’m talking 'bout going Ghost
Yeah, all my **** winning, yeah we gotta make a toast
My music travel everywhere talking coast to coast
Written by: Corey St.Rose
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