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Young T & Bugsey Songtext

Go ghost if you like, make sure the door don′t hit ya
I was tryna put donnys on, but I don't think they really got the picture
You can showboat if you like, too bad your girl don′t miss ya
Things done changed for a nigga, cah before man I used to be the victim

Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one (yeah)

Way back when, didn't wanna know (woo)
Way back when, I was on the ropes (woo)
Winter time came, never had a coat
Mummy doin' work, but the money always low

Now I′m on the road, so squaddy we on the road
OT trips for a show, I′m gettin' dough
Bro-bro still on the stove, I need some more
Get my A&R on the phone, let′s do a tour (woo)


Be about it, be about it, don't talk about it
I got niggas doin′ the dirty, I'm still around it
All these women doin′ my head in, don't need the baggage
I got my connect, pick up a package

Laughin' to the bank, four by four truck
Thinkin′ ′bout the times, I had no buzz
Now I'm ′bout to pop, gyal show love
But I already know, what contour does

Go ghost if you like, make sure the door don't hit ya
I was tryna put donnys on, but I don′t think they really got the picture
You can showboat if you like, too bad your girl don't miss ya
Things done changed for a nigga, cah before man I used to be the victim

Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one

This the sound of a boy that was broke, and wasn′t known
All alone, got three, four friends, but on his own
Never P'd, I played out hard in these streets
I know grief, I buried my brother at 15


These niggas seen, who I was, who I am
Babygirl, what's your name? Who′s your man?
Yo, that nigga ain′t the same, when he's off the ′Gram
If you really know my worth, then let's make plans

Girl, play smart, you know I′m the next (yuh)
Fuck the phony, no love from the set (yuh)
List of broke niggas, owe me respect (yuh)
Word on road is, in my city I'm a vet

Made my mom proud, and made my dad pissed
If a nigga did his job, he might′ve got chicks
Cold, with these niggas, they better get a grip
If they ever get to ask why, I did it for the fifth

Go ghost if you like, make sure the door don't hit ya
I was tryna put donnys on, but I don't think they really got the picture
You can showboat if you like, too bad your girl don′t miss ya
Things done changed for a nigga, cah before man I used to be the victim

Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Now I hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one
Hop out the four by four, man jump out, one by one

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