Ghost Face lyrics

[Intro]
And I ain't gon' lie, I cannot worry about Ghost Face
He could've died on his birthday n*gga
I let you live on your birthday n*gga
You could've got shot on your worst day
Can never go play with the media
All of this sh*t gets to your head n*gga
You think you look for the media n*gga
Stop buying bucks in your head n*gga
First things first, I heard you checking on e-pills

[Verse]
I know this sh*t gotta relax, n*gga, you really on sweet pill
Like, I'ma give you a mo' cause y'all n*ggas say you gon' get there
Like, try to diss me?
Well, sh*t, a lot of n*ggas don't know me, n*gga
You know you really a phony
How you ridin' in your man's damn place?
How you never gon' put in that work?
I heard that y'all n*ggas b*tch like that
Like, I can talk about sh*t that you left for your man, that's why your mans got shot
Like, I don't know what you talk about
Now you gon' say, I don't wanna f*ck with that boy like, wait, like
What the f*ck is a n*gga named Ghost Face?
That n*gga could've got shot on his birthday
If you know what I'm on, put him workin' a day
I got the killers, gon' slide every day n*gga
I could really go play up in Wraith
I seen you callin' the plug at studios
With counterfeits, and I don't play
First thing first, n*gga, you was askin' me how I do the trailer
I don't know what I'm on with this n*gga
White lil' boy that can't eat stuff, lil' n*gga
I'm breakin' out a man like a snicker
You know who's screamin' when I'm comin' outside
Ayo, J, n*gga, you a fag
I heard you askin' my dude, b*tch, from jail
n*gga, I know you don't put up no rail n*gga
Like, f*ck it, you better ask what I threw
Like, I'ma go up on them, bang on them n*ggas, hang on them n*ggas with two
Like, you know I'm burnin' your shoes, that's not a part of my rap
I got the bib right here, lil' n*gga
I got the bib, woah, yeah, yeah, too
Like, if you know what I'm on, ask lil' Henny and the Rilla
That lil' b*tch was just on my di*k in a minute, like back in the year in September
You know it's me when I'm comin' outside, b*tch
I got the coupe from the Miller
You know it's me when I'm boilin', lil' n*gga
That's when my daughter was boilin' up for you this summer
Cause n*gga, I'm a winner, n*gga
Gang, bang, bang, bang, n*gga