Ghost in the Machine (feat. Robert Ivory & ADÉ)

歌詞

All the time All the time All the time, Rattpack, what up? All the time All the time All the time, Rattpack Back in the basement, homie Way b-way before the first placement, homie Back in the basement, homie Way b-way before the first placement, homie Yeah Time is a drug and the shit is finite So that's why I write About my present now, so clean Grounded like a mezzanine Record raps like I'm a machine Word to major homie What's ya flavor, homie? College Park days, rocking Swaver, homie Anonymity was free but now they all know me Fuck the money that I got Fuck the money that I got Fuck the rollie that I got Fuck the fame Take it all away, now tell me, what I got? First and foremost, my health, secondly, that's my family I got tact, I got heart, I got it all but a Grammy I got people that love me and some people that can't stand me But no matter what they say I know I am me I'm a champ like N.O.R.E. in "Nothin'", way down in Miami No, the game could never ban me I'm a renegade like Em and Jay Might as well be honest with what you say 'Cause no matter how you feel them fuckin' people finna hate you anyway This for the kid in a dorm room, with a dream of his own These haters that try and drown you, they won't leave you alone But never give up the sight, always remember to fight You never know what could happen, your life could change overnight It happened to me, I ain't kidding Way back in them days, man Playing Call of Duty online, rockin' with FaZe Clan I'm a millionaire with a dad bod and a couple grays, man So keep it real all the time And remember who you am, who you am East side, west side, we ride, we die all for this Oh my, my, I know why I can't fall for this All my life I tried, I cried, got pride in this All my life I'd hide, I stayed inside for this Tell me what you know about forty days, forty nights No lights, all for this Tell me what you know about sleeping outside No ride in the wintertime, all for this Tell me what you know about commas in the bank Lookin' in the mirror, yeah, I did all of this Yeah, I'm just tryna do what makes me happy Living by truth, was cut from a different cloth, played by different rules Had to find a way to cheat the status quo Still with the static though Played the corner like Avante Maddox where the addicts go Wasn't my habits though, I was on a different wave Played the sidekick to get it, did the Scottie Pippen phase These days I play it like LeBron Business cards say I got a white side, I ain't Hasan Nah, this is educated black playing with me Get you smacked for a while, been on these Kuvings sipping Azul But my energy still miles with the yak I'm sharp as Shannon, you skip cause you skipping facts I tip my hat to anybody black that made it out the hood Got they whole family living good from off of rap We don't get as many options to live as opulent Bar Harbor shop, take the crew to Nobu while found blue occupancy A long way from Briggs Chaney, well rolling up bush was my vice like Dick Chaney I was living insanely, for the money I couldn't attain mama couldn't tame me She get it now, I count up on her kitchen counter Two thousand, three thousand, four Gotta fix her kitchen floor, here go three thousand more Feel good to step up, make up what she can't afford Keep it a buck, this is what it's all for sure