Charlie Chamberlain - Still the Ghost Lyrics

I said I was the ghost on the first tape
Niggas ain't believe me tho
Now I'm right back at it
With a double take
Meech told me to keep it going
Now I got mo paper
Mo haters
Cavalli jeans with a dub in em
Snub nose fo the tuff niggas
Pewee Kirk no ruck nigga
Yeah I'm balling
Pookie nem they still calling
Back on the back road in New Orleans
Shitting like the toilet
Y'all boys falling off
Yo cousin nem they ain't got no sauce
They still wearing Polo and Lacoste
I got weight houses
You can't come in if you ain't got $1000
You ain't no boss
Play this back Mr. DJ
Might get Clue to do a drop on this
Pay Don Cannon to scratch this bitch
Dame Dot huh ad-lib this
OT in the trenches
Playing on the interstate were the toll roads at
On tha back seat is a life sentence
Almost on the home stretch
Go the distance
Pitch it and flip it
Praying for a ticket I need it
If I leave in the morning
Guaranteed I'll be back by the evening
This HD they watching me
Everybody
Tha last time I hit a nigga wit a sack
He doubled back
Tried to rob me
So yeah it's fucc niggas
My momma told me not to trust niggas
Got mo muscle than 4 niggas
What you know about that blow nigga?
Started in tha spot wit tha straight drop
Cooking up 125's
Mr. Arm and Hammer and a pickle jar
Trying to turn a 4 way to a 9
Catching all the sales
Dodging jails make sure you got bail money
If ya gotta do a bid then it is what it is
But ya bet not tell nothing
This felon Music where tha drug dealers at
If it's a jungle then I'm a silverback
With the lions and bears now don't get scared
.40 cal with tha infrared beam on it
In a Musaine with tha wing on it
I own party none but I celebrate
Still hungry like I hardly ate
It's been a whole year since that fed case
And it's still open
Cause of trial motions
House arrest got my head hurting
Shit f*cked up deeper than the ocean
Someway somehow I stay focused
Sober as a gopher I ain't smoking shit
Random drug test if they call my color
Then I gotta take a piss
And I can f*ck yo bitch on any given Sunday
Any given Monday
Take the baddest model off the runway
Take her to tha trap with the gunplay
Now she a stuffer in a Hyundai
You wish you can pimp like this
Man these niggas paying for hoes
I be damn if I ever gotta trick
You gotta Rollie huh don't get it took
By my young dawg he thirsty
He real hot in the head he on go
He a do it for a band and a perky
Trying do it like Meech did it and Jbo
But not get caught
Trying do it like Percy Miller and JPrince
I can't put down tha raw
But I'm a boss like Nip tho
I keep it all in to myself
Mr. Ice cream reloaded
Gotta stay true to my wealth
Milk the game out that same titty
How Jay and Big and them did it
A lot of you niggas wouldn't even be rapping
If Pimp C was still living
These niggas selling wolf tickets
But I ain't buying I don't believe in none of that
And I'm Ghost Of Juan nigga check my stats
I suggest you run it back...