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havoc and the ghost - styles p & havoc lyrics

[intro: havoc]
ayo, so, you telling after all this crazy sh*t you been through, you still the same n*gga?

[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*gga that followed you
i’m down for the cause, so if it’s on, then it’s probable
one of you motherf*ckers 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*ggas
n*ggas 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, f*ck what these n*ggas 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*gga, 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*gga, know we run the most
come to rap, we be lapping n*ggas, 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*gga, know we run the most
come to rap, we be lapping n*ggas, 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*gga, 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*gga
get stuck up, n*gga
send the addy, f*ck all that, pull the truck up, n*gga
what up? what up? then another what up
i got the toast, who wanna be the one to b*tter ’em up?
you f*ck around, bet police’ll have to cover ’em up
i’m peaceful, but you know i’m still gutter as f*ck
yeah (yeah)
know it’s g*host, n*gga
i’m with hav, you already know the steelo, n*gga
get your head cracked, we ain’t talking cee*lo, n*gga
know i’m raw and in the coke on that c*note, n*gga
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*gga, know we run the most
come to rap, we be lapping n*ggas, 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*gga, know we run the most
come to rap, we be lapping n*ggas, it ain’t even close

- styles p havoc lyrics

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