Steven Joseph - Ghost Lyrics

Enter the dojo have these rappers in a headlock

Rappers always talking big game
Saying nothing Jason Whitlock

They didn't know but they now
John Handcock when that Bass drop

I got the game on lockdown
Ate the key and the padlock

It's funny how strangers my biggest supporters
But I don't do this for closure

Still, be devouring beats
Like it's an eating disorder

Never gon lose my composer
Winning Forget they told ya
Call reporters
Man I'll be spreading message up north and down to the Nola

Ya I've been working a little bit
The kid on the grind and they Notice it
Now I ain't running from none of it
They gave me the card and I'm dealing it
Back and I'm killing it

Take it from the top like the intro
Bass still boomin like it's metro
Shoutout to the fam and the Ken folk
They told me, take it back make it retro

(Kill em)

Steviegottajay for info
Mr every time you see em got a new flow
This is not my chain it's a rental
Mr. vans and a hoodie keep it simple

(Hol up)

Hol up one second let me backtrack
I've been... in the field... and I run tracks
All the hype and the clout can have that
Been gone for a minute coming right back

Making moves cinematic
On top climatic
Got my foot on they neck
Can breathe asthmatic
Yall Spitting out rounds
Yall Semi-automatic
I'm the one need none
That's simple mathematics

Cause They need me in the house like the WiFi
Top of the mountain where I reside
The game needs sauce like it's too dry
Finna to put on for the Eastside

That's facts
Get on the wave or leave it alone
Concur the world and Bring it back home
Letting yall know I'm back in my zone

Finna go ghost
They be doing the most
That why I coast

Little Stevie climbing up the ladder
Ain't got time for no talk or jibba jabba

Most of y'all that are not around coming back around
I can see the pattern

Y'all don't hear me tho y'all gon feel me tho
Boy it's my time
It don't even matter

I've been ducked off it's gone pay off
Stay with hits like a juiced batter

Ya I'm finally in my own

Finally in my zone

They see the boy out here making moves
Now they face like Home alone

I don't care about clothes or centerfolds
Or your chains that have the mold
I ain't even trying to fit the mold
Wanna reach fans around the globe
What they sleeping for

Never mind
Right back at it
I know there's room at the top like an attic
Live on the screen HD No static
Jor made beat it's a hit automatic

I ain't got time to relax or to slow down
Want my message spread all the way to Cape Town
Didn't know about the boy but Know now
It's that Sunrise kid with a new sound

(Killem)

Falling for the lies that's a Pump fake
While I'm eating all these beats like a Buffet
With the bass so hard make Game shake
Got the pawns out the way
That's a Checkmate

They doing the most
Giving you real they Edit Post
A decade from now
Look at the numbers
Then we gonna see who was working the most

Finna go ghost
They be doing the most
That's why I coast