2UO & ATM BENNY & OnLy.AD - BASQUIAT VISION

Ghost
I'm feelin like a ghost

Yeah, I'm feeling like a ghost
Feelin' like I'm seeing ghosts
All around me all these ghosts
My old friends, yeah, the ghosts
I'm invisible, blank visual
Took an LSD, now I'm on my funeral
Have you ever seen me, have you ever seen a ghost
You think there's no one, you don't see you just a ghost
Yeah, open your eyes
All your life you blind
Oh, you seeing lies
Just open your mind

Yeah, feelin' like I got somewhere I don't belong
Yeah maybe I am wrong
But I don't think that I am wrong
I am trippin', few of these steps I was skippin'
Now I'm tippin' toe
Yeah, bitch you never caught me slippin'
Bitch, you know cuz I'm that rapper
She is in love with the way I slap her ass
I look through her like a glass
I am ghost, the invisible mass
Bitch, I'm making all these beats
Like I'm runnin' the streets and I'm in the cleats
I found and used all the cheats
Just the 2UO ATM, ain't no feats

Ridin' 4x4, 4x4
Ridin' 4x4, bitch, I'm ridin'
Feel like I died in drive-by like 2Pac
Fly high, just look in my both eyes
Why? Same level
My guy, everyone dies, so why cry
Bitch next time you say: "bye"
Be careful who you talk to

Yeah, I'm feeling like a ghost
Feelin' like I'm seeing ghosts
All around me all these ghosts
My old friends yeah the ghosts
I'm invisible, blank visual
Took an LSD, now I'm on my funeral

Ya, ya
All of the demons, I seized them
Numb, numb, just kill 'em
Makaveli, Don Killuminati
One eye, no illuminati
Back in the ghost town, swervin' my 'gatti
Fuck up some commas, believe in you shawty
I be, I be leaving your shawty, ey
Hop outta Audi and tell 'em the story 'bout me
I know who I wanna be
Your shawty is calling me
She fell on her knees
Cut throat, yeah, I see the blood on the leaves
OT OT, ATM CD

Yeah, I'm feeling like a ghost
Feelin' like I'm seeing ghosts
All around me all these ghosts
My old friends yeah the ghosts
I'm invisible, blank visual
Took an LSD, now I'm on my funeral
Have you ever seen me, have you ever seen a ghost
You think there's no one, you don't see you just a ghost
Yeah, open your eyes
All your life you blind
Oh, you seeing lies
Just open your mind, yeah
Just open your mind
(ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost)
Just open your mind, mind, mind

See no evil, hear no evil
Poppin' pills and smokin' illegal
Brooklyn streets, I fly like eagle
The bird eye view
My Basquait view
Psychedelics got me reason
Psychedelic all season
27, when I'm leavin'
Leavin' to another dimension
You feel the tension?
That's my last paint
I'm Ridin' with the death, ay

Dark paintings
I'm feelin' like a Basquiat
I'm seeing all the dark things
My name should be Michael
The way I look up to my kings
Michael Jackson, Jordan, Jean Michael too
Colors and drugs, I would love that Brooklin view
My art flows in layers
I'm prayer
I pray that one day I have so many stacked paper
I will buy "Horn Players"
Bandana "Beat Bop"
Havana after we drop
We high, we on the top
If you slow, yeah, we can stop

Written by:
Adam Vohánka, Benjamin Balzar

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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