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Ghost Wars
2,059
Hip-Hop
Ghost Wars was released on May 4, 2018 by The Phantom Entertainment as a part of the album G-Host
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AlbumG-Host
Release DateMay 4, 2018
LabelThe Phantom Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Styles P
Styles P
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Styles
David Styles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poobs
Poobs
Producer
Rondon
Rondon
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You fuck with it, fuck with it
You don't
Fuck you, it don't matter anyway
Word, ****
Hey
[Verse 2]
Who gettin' it first?
You gon' be the one that get it the worst
Yeah, these rap **** is pussy
You oughta get 'em a purse
If they tryin' me, you just oughta get 'em a hearse
'Cause the ghost back, told you that it's holiday time
I'm illest out, all these **** outta their mind
Let me reintroduce, I'm pain's brother
If I'm kickin' the rhyme, I'm Fleen's brother
Every rapper under the sun, whoever the rain covers
Could get it, yeah, I'm with it
I was never the same brother
I told you I'm a lyric assassin
It comes to the craft
I would kill you for passion
**** rhyme whack
Other **** is laughin'
You on the wrong way
Need to get you a captain
Yeah, ****, hop on ghost ship
Heard what you sayin'
But it wasn't no dope shit
It wasn't legal money
Then I'd be in the dope flips
I'm ghost, kid
[Verse 3]
Like I give a fuck
**** sayin' they top five
Like I give a fuck
We could let shots fly
Like I give a fuck
They could die or not die
Like I give a fuck
Yeah
[Verse 4]
He's fearless
Like I give a fuck
**** sayin' they top five
Like I give a fuck
We could let shots fly
Like I give a fuck
They could die or not die
Like I give a fuck
Yeah
[Verse 5]
Ever pray to God for some wrong shit?
Like the coke plug, come with some strong shit
Gun runners run with some long shit
Kisses, Jason, I'm on some Bourne shit
Sheek as Sean, I'm on some freight shit
Loadin' up, yellin' out P before I light shit
If it wasn't for rap, it'd be that white shit
On the corner yellin' out the product and the prices
We got it
[Verse 6]
We hustlin' hard, we on the night shift
Hundred percent, **** is hood made
School a hard knocks, you alive that's a good grade
Me and eight ****, that's a good fade
All I need's a pair of brass knuckles and a good blade
African **** born in America
Fuckin' you up, bitch, you a barrier
Ignorant **** causin' hysteria
Ghost
[Verse 7]
Like I give a fuck
**** sayin' they top five
Like I give a fuck
We can let shots fly
Like I give a fuck
They could die or not die
Like I give a fuck
Yeah
[Verse 8]
Like I give a fuck
**** sayin' they top five
Like I give a fuck
We could let shots fly
Like I give a fuck
They could die or not die
Like I give a fuck
Yeah
[Verse 9]
Like I give a fuck
You don't know ghost, homie
I give it up
Vacate all the time
I live it up
Step up on your block
Strapped, I'll sig it up
You could pass the aux cord, I'll big it up
**** asleep
But, fuck it
I'll get 'em up
You could pass the strap, yeah, I hit 'em up
Yeah, I'm ghost, smell a smoke
Because I lit it up
Ghost
[Verse 10]
Like I give a fuck
**** sayin' they top five
Like I give a fuck
We can let shots fly
Like I give a fuck
They could die or not die
Like I give a fuck
Yeah
[Verse 11]
Like I give a fuck
**** sayin' they top five
Like I give a fuck
We can let shots fly
Like I give a fuck
They could die or not die
Like I give a fuck
Yeah
Written by: David Styles
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