paroles de chanson Ghosting - Tekmill

Yeah
Tekmill
Trust me
I seen you, cuz
I see it in your eyes, cuz

I see the hate, cuz
I see the jealousy, cuz
The envy, all of that, cuz
I see you fam
I see you G

Little snitch under police protection
Heaven I′m confident yeah when I suck her
They wanna lock me up, see my momma cry
All I wanna make more, have more moolah

I make bigger a mountain, buy big toys
How you gonna snitch when you're screamin′ out, "Thug Lyf"
Take the tugga, put my dick in your life
You little fuckboys, with your fucked life

True fucking story, real fucking talk
These bodies never seen anybody gettin' bodied
We're not in the same league, commons to prestige
If it′s not a 38, I′m the one that hold it

For them little petty moves, don't fuckin′ holler at me
You see that big boy ting, man already sold it
Man caught the number three, straight cash forward
Made a little profit, then I bought another three

They know me, how I roll
They know me, really well
I let them guns go off, even if I'm on bail
They know me, how I roll
They know me, really well
I let them guns go off, even if I′m on bail

Suffered it lad and I, straight back to Turkey
I don't care where you′re from, go put your vest on
I keep it hundred, go ask about me
Man's got the '45, made that a Tefla

I′ll dump in your face then jump inna whip
Switchin′ up gears, on the way to A10
Approach the junction, drive past the lights
Towards M25 then I hit the M1

Ghosting, I ain't stoppin′ for no FED
360 on my clock, sweeping like Rolex
Mans on bail, got a court case comin' up
Rat chase with the police, gotta watch how I step

I couldn′t hear hissin' from snakes in my circle
Someone ease my mind and spark up the herbal
I ain′t got time for these plastic gangstas
When the beef kicks off, I don't do verbal

They know me, how I roll
They know me, really well
I let them guns go off, even if I'm on bail
They know me, how I roll
They know me, really well
I let them guns go off, even if I′m on bail

Cuz, I like watchin′ man like girlfriend
What's wrong with you?
Go enjoy yourself man, go make your money man
What′s wrong with you man?

You're not a brotha man, get outta here, man
I hear that shit all day long, cuz
Are you mad?
You little snake, man done with you lot
I′m done cuz, are you mad?

And big up all the internet warriors
You little wastemans
Could never come see face to face
Are you fuckin' nuts man?
Forget your heart, I′ll take your soul out your body fam
Wasteman