Styles P - True Ghost lyrics

[Intro] Booze would have loved this drink [Verse 1] Fly n***as wearin' they Polo cuts Take your flicks, throwin' the photos up You can see the liquor through the Solo cup The red or the blue one, homies got red rum I cry for them and the newborns A dark place in the bright lights Watchin' Hidden Colors and (-) Yeah, n***a do the knowledge But I went to street college, so I cop it for the right price Two and two is four, but if the fifth n***a roll We gon' turn that four dollars into five doin' nightlife Now go 'head and rewind that No clothes, but you'll like my design - black You can have a watch, but you never seen time-lapse I'm a gangsta rapper, would you call this a crime rap? Huh? Good question, ain't it? My mind's a weapon, ain't it? This sh** I'm spittin' for the record, ain't it? A minute longer than a second, ain't it? Check it, now go 'head, do the countdown Tell me who you count on You could count money, but you can't count love How you write the amount down? f** it, just let me bounce now Light in the plane, n***a, I'm outbound [Outro] Ghost, I'm out