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ghost in the mirror - ​ottesxn lyrics

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[intro: bigbabygucci]
ah*ah*ah
ayy

[chorus: bigbabygucci]
i see a ghost when i look in the mirror
and i don’t even know which way to feel
earth, wind, and fire, i leave it september
it’s funny how the fake ones say they real
watch you front with your b*tch, man, i got gills
you can’t get her back ’cause she got sk!lls now
better not touch my mill’
i’m a young [?], my b*tch got mills now
give a f*ck how you feel
i was down on the block, on my o’neal
i don’t talk to the cops, you lil’ boys squeal now
you cannot come back here
b*tch, you might meet your end
gucci might f*ck your friends
fill him with hollow tips, he made of lead
my shooter gon’ shoot, he don’t care what was said

[verse: ottesxn]
yeah
my shooter gon’ shoot, he don’t care what was said
stay by my side and i’ll put you on bread
i know i’m the one, i shouldn’t be led
i don’t talk to the cops, i think he’s a fed
he’s living the life, it’s just pretend
praying to god, he’s tryna make amends
what can you do before the end?
i do this all the time
you think that i’m lyin’
i’m just getting started, i’m not in my prime
don’t ask how i’m doing, you know that i’m fine
i’m livin’ the movie, you livin’ the lie
ghost in the mirror when it’s three at night
hidin’ my spirit, you can’t have mine
no, i don’t fear it, it’s part of my life
did you not hear? i’ll be just fine
[chorus: bigbabygucci]
i see a ghost when i look in the mirror
and i don’t even know which way to feel
earth, wind, and fire, i leave it september
it’s funny how the fake ones say they real
watch you front with your b*tch, man, i got gills
you can’t get her back ’cause she got sk!lls now
better not touch my mill’
i’m a young [?], my b*tch got mills now
give a f*ck how you feel
i was down on the block, on my o’neal
i don’t talk to the cops, you lil’ boys squeal now
you cannot come back here
b*tch, you might meet your end
gucci might f*ck your friends
fill him with hollow tips, he made of lead
my shooter gon’ shoot, he don’t care what was said

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