It's your homie Ghost
Think I said the most
Kept you on your toes
Some these Gs be hoes
In the club they pose
Looking scared as shit
If you on the up
They be riding dick
LA bitches always ask
What you gonna tip
Motherfuckers always hoping
For you to slip
Y'all can have this shit
Think I'm gonna dip
Cos it's leaking, homie
It's a sinking ship
I've been thinking, man
I don't care at all
About no house in the hills
Or no movie star
What about this planet?
What about this place?
What about the people?
Is this the end of days?

Hot in the zone
I need some time on my own
I need to get off the phone
I need to find something
Better to live for
Yeah

Gucci shades with a covid mask
I took two white diamonds
Cut 'em both in half
I like the holsters going to my arm
They got the shoulder straps
Sold some packs
Took my kids from Kensington
To cul-de-sacs
The marathon continues
Never slow it down
Helicopters indicating
That it's going down
That's why I roll around
With fully loaded rounds
No time for y'all to hold me up
I gotta hold shit down
I just mix cookies
With the white gold
Watch the blind lead the blind
Wearing blindfolds
My man did a dime
Cos his wife told
Death must be heated
Cos life's cold
Hot in the zone
I need some time on my own
I need to get off the phone
I need to find something
Better to live for

Yeah

To live for