Ghost – Murat Koff: teksty utworów, teledyski i koncerty

Ghost

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House

Utwór Ghost został wydany 21 maja 2026 przez VXNPIRE MUSIC GROUP jako część albumu Ghost - Single

Szczegóły utworu

AlbumGhost - Single

Data wydania21 maja 2026

WytwórniaVXNPIRE MUSIC GROUP

JęzykEnglish

Melodyjność

Akustyczność

Valence

Taneczność

Energia

BPM104

PRZEGLĄD

TEKST UTWORU

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Murat Koff

Synthesizer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Murat Koff

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

VXNPIRE MUSIC GROUP

VXNPIRE MUSIC GROUP

Producer

Tekst Utworu

Uh, rock a dark navy tee

Uh, rock a dark navy tee with the mustard ACGs

My brother's like six'five", and my cousin's eight'three"

Cops tried to chase me, I'm puffin' Haze tree

If I'm losin' oxygen, how I'm so above the A's, B?

Doubled the bills like Buffalo

People used to cut me slow, it's cool, 'cause I love the growth

I'm tellin' y'all to duck below

That AR-15 with the fully custom scope

Trust my flow's hot, but I'm so cold

Wasn't built in a day, but I control Rome

And I know no law, there's no law to know

It's a gun show, dawg, like those Paw Patrols

You heard? I guess you gotta see the bad to know what's good

You can't catch me at a show, I'm in the hood

Damn, this reefer smellin' good

Huh, this Reefer's, and I'm smellin' good

Uh, you know it's crazy

When you out on the run

You don't see your son

And the feds got you tapped on the phone

You know it's crazy

When the whole world wanna smoke with you

But you can't even smoke

Because you're out on the run

You know it's crazy

When your whole family gets shot

You lose the block

And you lose your best friend, uh

You know it's crazy

You know it's crazy

When you out on the run

You don't see your son

And the feds got you tapped on the phone

I mean, when it come to tracks, I make the heat the best

My uncle told me that, like"Leave the stress, believe in less"

My mental got me thinking"Ain't no team, I'm next"

But then again, it's better when your team get next

Screamin"free the best" (Ayy)

My thoughts leak through this Bic pen

This brick can get a couple grand, I'm workin' on this six-pack

My gift of gab, I could sell the glass to the meth man

Big set of balls like my mother took a hitman

I'm just sayin, it's my hour

Keep your guard up, y'all better build a tower

It's goin' down like Jenga

I've been a top dog, I'm gettin' top from your Rottweiler

I'm not a role model, I'm more like a bottle

Uh, alcohol

Shorty, take off your blouse and bra

I'm the one to call

For some fun and more

On the run and all

I hope I run no more

You know it's crazy

When you out on the run

You don't see your son

And the feds got you tapped on the phone

You know it's crazy

When the whole world wanna smoke with you

But you can't even smoke

Because you're out on the run

You know it's crazy

When your whole family gets shot

You lose the block

And you lose your best friend, uh

You know it's crazy

You know it's crazy

When you out on the run

You don't see your son

And the feds got you tapped on the phone

Written by: Murat Koff

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