4Dogs - GHOSTED

Break and entering I'm nasty with the pick, yuh
We flowin' and we glowin' break you like a stick, yuh
I'm like an antelope I'm dippin' in the streams
Callin' up my tailor cus I'm drippin' at the seams
Ayo its Prophecy, poverty I never see
Four dogs rolling bowling balls I'm poppin' like I'm OGD
Twenty four hour energy, a monster and philanthropy
Boys in Boston throwing tea, props to Zoe, old as me
When you hear the shots (Ayeeee)
I'm like a ghostly figure creepin' in the night
The spread upon my tec is floodin' on you like a light
I flick you like a light, askin man you got a light
Turn you to a trilobite, ay
How you catch me ballin' with a ghost, yuh
He be in the mattress on the codeine, double dosed
And he's scarin' people from the east to the west coast
Don't come askin' me for help, you just tryna do the most
In the back, let it up
With the Nos in my cup
Jumpin' out
Jumpin' out
Jumpin' out
Jumpin' out break
Come on and shake my hand, invertebrae
You stupid stray, a castaway
Yesterday came way to close disaster, hey
Pull a sneaky on me and we goin' down your boulivard
Last shot in the yard, we gon' go hard
(Hey man, you got that, uh, that Lil Berends joint for me?
I've been waiting to hear that, man)
Cat chilling on the box, yeah he got that Nos
Driving that lotus, your thoughts are bogus with that foot fungus
I'm going cus of this flowing, I'm really focusing
People be noticing you are asleep, I am awoken
You cannot fathom, you're having a spasm
Your DM's empty just like a chasm
You need exorcism, this is my criticism
I will baptize you with my nine millimeter
My nine millimeter
(My nine, My nine, My nine, My nine)
Headless like your horse, man
Kind is off its course, and
Roid, you are the worst, brought
Monsters to the verse, spot
Ghost in the graveyard, we work then we play hard
Ball in the court, I'm the last of the sort
I am the king meditator
Finding peace is in my nature
You can fight me, I won't hate you
I can understand your anger
But in war, you the payer
I will kill you, I'm the player
Don't mistake me, I'm a gamer
You will die as a complainer, yuh
King of peace, and the slayer
Start a war cus you a hater
Wanna fight me? Maybe later
You can't beat the meditator
Running past your time, strict in mind
With these rhymes, I will show you universal power
Can't fly any higher
Droppin' songs like they're bombs, everywhere I go
I'll be known
Legends run from me
I'm a minor G
Flyin' higher than you'll ever be

Written by:
Coltan Berends, Daniel Regan, Harry Collins, Mathis Collins, Owen Chally, Seth Regan

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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