Ghostwridah - I'm On lyrics

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Ghostwridah - I'm On lyrics

[Verse 1] sh**ting on these haters from a bird's eye view Street n***a might set but got a nerd's IQ High views from the top but you ain't nowhere close They say tomorrow ain't promised, so I always toast And I don't know why I smoke, but when I do, I'm getting zoodie Talking like you were met, but I find it hard to compute it I might lose it, oh, you make us life fat camps 'Cause they won't make sense like skate boy on flat ramps Don't f** with this white tramps My women is great, my music is fine tune They hate on me e'ry day, but f** it, we still live Sundays we k** leo, some n***as fish well but couldn't tell you what real is I call that a punch line, that's over your hair wrap I run and hide this bars, kept me out of that fair trap Don't hustle for grains, I run the tip to a meal I see the snakes in the gra**, therefore I sh** in the field [Hook] And once again it's on Make a stop where I belong I hope I made my momma proud Take a look at how I've grown You might see me in the road Smoking on the half of zone Whenever you mention me Just don't forget to say I'm on, don't forget to say I'm on [Verse 2] And that was being, this is now It's hard to eat the nugget when frequent miss the chows It's hard to ride a bucket when you're backseat on a road And failure is temporary like an athlete and his hoes Got some goals and I set them quite high My life is taylor made, I even find the right size Quality in my boost, type of sh** I may bug Got a super mean flow but I'm a f**in' nice guy Please pardon my French, I'm just preparing for Paris I'm expecting some p**y, she's expecting some caress And if she get embarra**ed when I'm front like I don't want her She thinking I'm a player, correction I am an owner In fact, I am a grown up, ain't no 40s in the fridge Plus I live a wild life, I keep a cougar in the crib Don't make me had them gooms put a google to your rib I just want a nice car, bright future for my kids [Hook] And once again it's on Make a stop where I belong I hope I made my momma proud Take a look at how I've grown You might see me in the road Smoking on the half of zone Whenever you mention me Just don't forget to say I'm on, don't forget to say I'm on [Verse 3] And don't forget to say we're winning This is not a mistake, I saw the sh** from the beginning No more jimmy juice sipping, we're white wine refine We're from Mr. Pendy pinch where fine lines are dimes And I've rhyme like a couple screws missing out of my engine Is enough on the spinning, 'cause rapping don't ring a pinching If it's stinching I don't see this n***as great I'm pretending They won't give me the credits like movies without an ending This graving n***a is craving a navy color Mercedes Whipping around the city and swagging like Mrs. Dasy All my ex-s yell and say me, no, baby, I'm not a preacher She'll be all over my hip so I treat her like a beeper Replace her with some curl, I got it, just know I earn You won't ask n***a for sh** in your thorny bridge I'm a burn it So it falls, it crumbles into the sea, got the CD on lock, I ain't making a spare-key [Hook] And once again it's on Make a stop where I belong I hope I made my momma proud Take a look at how I've grown You might see me in the road Smoking on the half of zone Whenever you mention me Just don't forget to say I'm on, don't forget to say I'm on