Текст песни GHOST (feat. JDro) - PEDLER
She
gone
talk
that
cap
like
she
ain't
fuck
the
bros
Tell
her
I
ain't
ever
fall
in
love
with
hoes
Won't
ever
sell
out
less
we
talking
bout
a
show
And
I
won't
take
advice
from
you
if
you're
broke
Get
the
fuck
up
out
my
face,
who
you
think
you
are
Get
the
fuck
up
out
this
race
you
ain't
gone
make
it
far
Don't
talk
no
shit,
I
walk
that
shit,
I
say
this
with
my
chest
Stay
hating
on
the
boy
I
know
I
am
the
fucking
best
Lost
respect
for
you
in
the
pandemic
Showed
your
true
colors
man
you
pathetic
Get
the
fuck
up
out
my
face
I'm
feeling
schizophrenic
Don't
want
you
talking
to
me
unless
it's
apologetic
Lock
me
in
a
room
with
you
they'll
have
to
call
a
medic
Everything
I
spit
right
now
I
fucking
meant
it
Everyday
I
see
your
circle
getting
smaller
that's
a
fact
Had
to
back
away
from
you
cos
you
ain't
got
they
back
That's
all
the
time
Imma
spend
on
you
Cos
all
your
worth
is
an
eight
bar
verse
Rest
in
peace
to
pop
the
smoke
will
never
clear
I
see
my
future
so
imma
go
hard
all
year
I've
never
been
the
guy
to
stay
in
one
lane
Had
to
do
this
drill
shit
to
keep
it
sane
Mama
I'm
go
up
up
up
up
We
don't
stop
until
they
play
us
in
the
club
She
gone
talk
that
cap
like
she
ain't
fuck
the
bros
Tell
her
I
ain't
ever
fall
in
love
with
hoes
Won't
ever
sell
out
less
we
talking
bout
a
show
And
I
won't
take
advice
from
you
if
you're
broke
Get
the
fuck
up
out
my
face,
who
you
think
you
are
Get
the
fuck
up
out
this
race
you
ain't
gone
make
it
far
Don't
talk
no
shit,
I
walk
that
shit,
I
say
this
with
my
chest
Stay
hating
on
the
boy
I
know
I
am
the
fucking
best
I'm
just,
tryna
stack
up
that
paper
Curb
all
of
them
haters,
Turn
a
profit
my
cake
up
(Yeah)
I'm
just,
Northside
boy
demma
stay
up
You
ain't
fooling
my
day
ones,
Foolish
look
when
my
day
comes
Yeah,
Who
dem
Who
are
dem
tryna
test
me,
Your
bitch
all
on
my
testie
Money
falling
like
check
please
Yeah.
Who
dem
Baddest
bitch
she
my
bestie
Your
bitch
bust
on
her
chesty,
It
ain't
nothing
I'm
flexing
Yeah
They
just
wanna
waste
time
they
time,
Hate
on
burntown
vibe
Who
they
tryna
test
that's
fine,
Crown
and
the
keys
that's
mine
Dro
and
Pedler
go
crazy,
All
these
fuckers
to
lazy
We
just
getting
hazy,
Merry
Jane
she
my
baby
You
keep
hating
that's
fine,
Imma
stick
to
my
rhymes
They
keep
hoping
I'd
die,
Fucking
no
way
I'm
fly
Think
you
got
it
then
try,
Guaranteed
you
gone
cry
Gimme
cake
see
that's
mine,
Fold
em
back
like
recline
She
gone
talk
that
cap
like
she
ain't
fuck
the
bros
Tell
her
I
ain't
ever
fall
in
love
with
hoes
Won't
ever
sell
out
less
we
talking
bout
a
show
And
I
won't
take
advice
from
you
if
you're
broke
Get
the
fuck
up
out
my
face,
who
you
think
you
are
Get
the
fuck
up
out
this
race
you
ain't
gone
make
it
far
Don't
talk
no
shit,
I
walk
that
shit,
I
say
this
with
my
chest
Stay
hating
on
the
boy
I
know
I
am
the
fucking
best
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