Ahh... today's narrator, the Ghost, ha ha ha ha ha...
This is a true story ladies and gentlemen
You might not believe it though
But f** it, thats why I'm the ghost
(Styles)
I'm about to open up
Listen, one day I fell asleep and my knife woke me up
He said
(Cross)
Your gun is in the closet flippin
Talkin bout I get the most action he about to soak me up
(Styles)
So I went to the closet said "Hammer what's wrong with you?"
(Sheek)
You ain't busting me off, it's like I don't belong to you
(Styles)
I said I just beat a case daddy
And I'm trying to take it easy cause I gotta move this weight daddy
Then the hammer said
(Sheek)
Man listen, used the knife twice in a row
Tell me if the plan switchin
Cause we used to get around together
We used to put n***as down together, tell me if it's now or never
(Styles)
I said hammer take it easy baby
Cause I got n***as to k** and I would never do you greasy baby
And all you gotta do is chill a while
And then the hammer said "cool" cuz you know that I feel you Styles
(Chorus: Styles)
I got a story to tell, my knife talk to me
But nobody believe that my knife talk to me
I got a story to tell, my hammer talk to me
But nobody believe that my hammer talk to me
I got a story to tell, my haze talk to me
But nobody believe that my haze talk to me
I got a story to tell, my money talk to me
But nobody believe that my money talk to me
(Styles)
My knife said to me
(Cross)
I hawk n***as down, bust arteries
(Styles)
And he get bright red for me
Knife you my n***a but leave me alone
I got to talk to my man Haze to get in the zone
I said "Haze what the hell is up?"
He said
(J-Hood)
You know how we do, you know that we crew
So where's the vanilla dutch
(Styles)
Rolling something up,
Thinking about k**ing every rapper in the game
And holding something up
My haze said to me
(J-Hood)
You need to calm down when the rage come to you
'Fore a grave or a cage or a gauge come to you
But you don't give a f**
So just open up your book and let your page come to you
(Styles)
Even though I'm humble and noble
I don't give a f**
You ain't tryin to hear me I'ma shoot through your mobile
It's funny, I'll stalk you
Hold up my n***as, it aint a convo 'less your money start talking
(Chorus)
(Styles)
My money spoke to me
It said sh** that if it wasn't for his a** there wouldn't be no hope for me
Money ain't everything, and then he laughed at me
And said the hammer oughta blast at me
He said I got you out of jail, paid for the lawyer and bail
Take a look at the cars and the crib
I keep the clothes on your back, food in your mouth
Even paid for the birds when you moved n***as south
sh**, I'm the reason why the block jumping
Let a n***a try to stop something, D-Block'll pop something
And I'm the reason why you ride or die
Keep a lot of me by your side, shoot n***as in the eye
I said money you the root of evil
How they print "In God We Trust" knowing what you do to people
But I'm a hard felon
So I grabbed two stacks, dirty and bloody cause I heard my car yelling
(Chorus)