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No puerto do mi Yo feo espíritu (This ghost in my head, ghost in my head) Heatmakerz Crack Music Capo I think my critics need to hear this Or anyone who doubts my political awareness I'm what you call a democratic with an automatic A rebel and a bezel when I just ordered the Patek You could build a wall as tall as the sky (To the moon) We all know the coke still go far from the sky Papi had a room with a wall full of pies This is America, baby, where we fall for the lies (Impeach the president) We never had much, but we had us (Uh-uh) And even when the bills didn’t add up We cooked up coke and it was crills that we bagged up We sold in broad day and police still didn't bag us I be ready to kill one of you MAGA's (Fuckers) Shit, I’m throwin' shots, man, you still throwin' daggers And my thoughts on the legalization And they tryna turn weed into a legal libation Why won't they legalize Haitians? (Sak Pasé?) And throw on the Cubans too I told my jeweler he could throw on a Cuban too SongtexteOr bust down a Rollie, it's frozen at two to two (West Side) I took a private jet and you know where I flew the crew (LA) Them coconut drinks that come with umbrellas in 'em And them rings by roses that come with umbrellas in 'em (Facts) The transition, baby, that was the hardest part Police pulled me over and they still ripped my car apart (Don't shoot) So, I ain’t got to kneel just to stand with you (Uh-uh) I was really in the field with them hand pistols (Facts) I was really throwin’ bullets like the Cap, huh, Cap, huh (Nigga fuck around and get clapped) I mean, uh Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my steps This ghost in my head, ghost in my head Got the world after me but I can't look back This ghost in my head, ghost in my head Life’s so short but the money's so long Drop-tops in the summertime, mink coats when it's cold But I'm cold every night (305) Please Lord, hold me, hold me close (Yes) Pushin’ rentals, or they fail and preachin' propaganda Say a prayer for my niggas or we light a candle All the squares in your circle, time to change the channel Or unplug the television 'cause this shit is mental (Huh) My sneakers Chanel, Grim Reaper for real I get beats from Pharrell, you should see how I live Kids in Montessori school, logos in the pool I done put in all my work, no longer holding tools Look into my eyes, you can see the murders Smell the kilos on me, now we flippin' burgers Ride through the ghetto, look for shit to purchase Do it for the fam, don't forget your purchase When you sellin' grams, then you just a merchant, nigga When you sellin' grams, then you just a merchant Eyes open wide, slither with a serpent (Woo) Closed casket meaning God, close the curtains (This ghost in my head) Meaning God, close the curtains (This ghost in my head) Meaning God, close the curtains (This ghost in my head) God, close the curtains (Ghost in my head) Oh Lord Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my steps This ghost in my head, ghost in my head Got the world after me but I can't look back This ghost in my head, ghost in my head Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my steps Ghost in my head, ghost in my head Got the world after me but I can't look back Ghost in my head, ghost in my head Aus Songtexte Mania