[Intro: Havoc]
Ayo, so, you telling after all this crazy shit you been through, you still the same n***a?

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Pretty much, this is us
This that death before dishonor, I ain't never switching up
I'm calm when it's volatile
The streets'll try to swallow you whole
Spit out the bones and any dumb n***a that followed you
I'm down for the cause, so if it's on, then it's probable
One of you motherfuckers won't be makin' it to the hospital
My word is my bond, I'm a time bomb ticking
If that line crossed, line n***as
N***as never vibed with us
Anyway, remember when every day was a Henny day?
Now it's offshore accounts, using any excuse to get away
Been writing lately, jotting down my thoughts, can't put the pen away
If my past self wrote me a note, what would the message say?
Stay the course, fuck what these n***as doing, they unstable
They fold like card tables, they better bow out graceful
Or slugs'll lay 'em right where they stand
Get blammed up, n***a, tryna stunt for the 'Gram

[Chorus: Styles P]
Havoc and the Ghost
We gon' bring you havoc, turn you ghost
You just wanna post, we just wanna gross
Name a spot in the city, n***a, know we run the most
Come to rap, we be lapping n***as, it ain't even close
Havoc and the Ghost
We gon' bring you havoc, turn you ghost
You just wanna post, we just wanna gross
Name a spot in the city, n***a, know we run the most
Come to rap, we be lapping n***as, it ain't even close
[Verse 2: Styles P]
That is Hav, this the other P
I been doing my thing since they called jeans dungarees
If it ain't a bullet or love, what do you want from me?
If I ain't send for you, n***a, don't you come for me
Y-O to QB
Uzi and a doobie in the coupe colored ruby
Yeah, my handgun is bougie
It's stuck up, n***a
Get stuck up, n***a
Send the addy, fuck all that, pull the truck up, n***a
What up? What up? Then another what up
I got the toast, who wanna be the one to butter 'em up?
You fuck around, bet police'll have to cover 'em up
I'm peaceful, but you know I'm still gutter as fuck
Yeah (Yeah)
Know it's G-host, n***a
I'm with Hav, you already know the steelo, n***a
Get your head cracked, we ain't talking Cee-lo, n***a
Know I'm raw and in the coke on that C-note, n***a
What up?

[Chorus: Styles P]
Havoc and the Ghost
We gon' bring you havoc, turn you ghost
You just wanna post, we just wanna gross
Name a spot in the city, n***a, know we run the most
Come to rap, we be lapping n***as, it ain't even close
Havoc and the Ghost
We gon' bring you havoc, turn you ghost
You just wanna post, we just wanna gross
Name a spot in the city, n***a, know we run the most
Come to rap, we be lapping n***as, it ain't even close