GHOST KIDZ - GOIN' OFF ft. Vince Staples (Official Lyric Video)
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LYRICS:
Yeah truth or dare
See that you scared
Not over here, we send shots over here
At your block over there
If you stop they gon' stare
Don't give props to no squares
Put in a box if you fare
Fuck it i'm goin off
Gotta keep my gang close involved
'Cause we from the bottom we been through hell
I even seen [ sosa off?]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I'm brushin' my shoulders off
Down on my luck I couldn't pick up
That was a close call
I feel a 'lil ill
Filthy, almost got us killed
Ghost Kidz taking road trips
Doin show biz all around the world
I'm the type to go kiss and tell
So shocking how I keep it real
If your girl get with Lil' Ill then Imma show her how electric feel
I'm not here to date you so why would I save you
I know I dress fly but this ain't no cape
I come from the jungle was like Royal Rumble
If you don't survive then you gon' get [ate?] ape
[My set with fangs?]; that apes that swing
No one is safe from fakes
They hate the real like Ghost Kidz, lil' bitch
Thats not up for debate
Yeah truth or dare
See that you scared
Not over here, we send shots over here
At your block over there
If you stop they gon' stare
Don't give props to no squares
Put in a box if you fare
Fuck it i'm goin off
Gotta keep my gang close involved
'Cause we from the bottom we been through hell
[?]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I'm brushin' my shoulders off
Down on my luck I couldn't pick up
That was a close call
I'm in the booth; I'm goin' off
Hater be bitchin' an moanin
There's crickets; ain't nobody trippin'
I know they soft; Benjamin Button and Joey or [somethin?]
So I'm talking my shit cause I'm young and hard
Livin forever, my birds of a feather been flockin' and robbin' since Noah's ark
Gotta keep to it and bitch they know me for shooting these niggas like Tyler Perry
Life is deadly but god prepare me
Praise up
Baby boy still playing though
Fuck your fort cuz
Go ahead and check that forecast
It's raining hundreds
I came from nothing
Niggas call my phone all goddamnday tryin' to raise some money
Yeah truth or dare
See that you scared
It's Ghost Kidz, don't you see these ghost over here
Only rule is they prepare
If you stop they gon' stare
Don't give props to no squares
Put in a box if you fare
I feel like I'm goin' off
Gotta keep my gang close involved
'Cause we from the bottom
We been through hell
Even seen [sosa off?]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I'm brushin' my shoulders off
Down on my luck I couldn't pick up
That was a close call