Ghost Bands lyrics

[Intro]
It's a young man's game, man
I want to see the young n*ggas eat
I'm supposed to, I'm an O.G., n*gga

[Verse 1]
These n*ggas is jokes, so I laugh at 'em
You don't really want me to stab at 'em
Cause I do that sh*t literally
You ain't got to say I'm the best, but just consider me
And keep my name in the arguments
Lyrically kill sh*t, n*gga, no arguments
Physically kill sh*t, n*gga, no arguments
Put money on your head, real cheap, no bargainin'
Do that myself, I still make me pay me
I'm still playin' Biggie and Jay Z
You know Nas in the booth
I'm a O.G., but I play these new n*ggas too
But I kill 'em all, then I make emcee stew
I say, 'f*ck 'em all' cause that's what real emcees do
Master of ceremonies, I'm nice on the mike
G, you and this beef is on sight any night
Yeah, I rhyme, but at times I'm just recitin' my life
That's why this new sh*t is new to me
Blowin' on this kush while my East boon is schoolin' me
See, Lord, you a G, Lord
You was touchin' keys when these n*ggas was touchin' keyboards
They ain't never fight, full swing or a see-saw
They just let it slide, that's why they could never be your...
Yeah, I'm cool with jewel
And I use it 'til it's time to be fool with a tune
Cause most n*ggas don't choose when to lose
He said, 'True', but most n*ggas just choose when to snooze
Known when to sleep, nowhere to sleep
If they cut the alarm, you won't hear 'em creep
Told them I'm always up
I shoot they family down, I tear they hallway up
And if the West Side is packed, I take Broadway up
Riverside, n*gga ride, yeah, I'm always up
[Outro]
What up? Ghost, n*gga