Lyrics Mas - Ghostie

Niggas wasn't runnin' through the dark like me
Niggas wasn't talking 'bout lights out
Niggas wasn't runnin' through the dark like me, ayy
Niggas wasn't runnin' through the dark like me
Niggas wasn't talking 'bout lights out
Niggas wasn't runnin' through the dark like me

Looking back at it all, huh?
I was a demon doin' 'tupid shit, talkin' for no reason
I don't know why I did the things I did
So it's okay, right now I'm tryna fix
I used to dream before I ate
Now I'm on the path of gettin' cake
I want first place, I won't be late
If that's okay, then move away, uh
I was hidin' in the dark for a minute, for a minute, yeah
Now I'm lookin' to create 'em with new tenets
I ain't gonna stop, nigga, I ain't finished
Keep on playing with me and you'll get diminished, ah, ah

Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Goofy on the beat like a switch kick
Gucci with the heat, on deck hits
Anti on the left, finna write writs
If you don't know me, let's address this
Ghostie is a name, not a cue, bitch
Turn my arrows into bullets, and I'm Cupid
If you don't believe in me, eat a shit dick
Swallowin' my flows, get your neck slit
Fire on my foes 'cause they hatin'
Every time I hit the mic, it's a statement
Please mind, I am not a body
I used to have the Ghostie fade in your body
I used to want to be you, but you were too sloppy
Weak-ass boy, better go and eat your broccoli
I'm the muddiest mic guy in the rock league
(Oh, my name is—, fuck you, bitch)