5.) Black Heart Ecstasy (Prod.Ghost)

2.) Never Gonna Stop (Prod.Ghost)

1.) Intro (Serenity)

Dead Memories

New Track Off Upcoming Ep Prod Me Lyrics Below

Rest in peace to all my Souljahs real Souljahs from the south anything ever said need to shut your fucking mouth 



Syrup Sipping all night 



Syrup Sipping all day 



Money bussing out the mail 



Fraud get a nigga get a paid 



Lean on me for the sprite 



Cause I know you gotta cup 



Fuck the industry im in these streets struggling you know this shit is tough 



Staying 10 toes paranoid clutching strap 



Watch out cause these niggas shiesty dying to stab you in yo back 





Out the way making plays told her get up out my face 



Ion wanna eat the pussy hell nah cause the pussy stank 



Gotta stay focus and gotta make it out the trench 



Ever since I could remember always been like fuck this shit 



My Nola Bitch she ragged up



My Asian bitch she ragged up 



Yeah they prostitute they body so you better strap up 



All my Souljahs in these streets better stay strapped up 



Looking through the peep hole 



Aiming at the peep hole 



Bussing out the peep hole 



Ion know those people 



Tryna act like she ain’t she ain’t know she tried to set a nigga up 



I ain’t think twice to kill the bitch they cannot know it’s us 



Threw the body in the river then I cleaned up the blood 



With my ftp gloves organized crime shit 



all the drugs that you do got dirty blood all over it



and it’s never over with 



wanna leave you gotta die 



everything is not free you gotta make a sacrifice 



Fuck The Industry

Foreign Fendi Glocks

Lean On Me

Intro (Ghost Speaks)

Lyrics

hook]



smoking exotic shit  swerving suburbans mane im moving dope and I make that shit hurricane 



she wanna fuck but I don’t like that dirty bitch 



hop out the car with Glock and get through with it 



bloody my shoes and the pants hold extended clip 



smoking and sipping that shit call it Texas tea



she wanna fuck and I let her get next to me feeling her titties and giving her ecstasy 





(Verse)



so high we overdose she wanna fuck and she wants the snow and I want her head so she give me that 



and she a prostitute so she bring me racks 

she a pretty bitch slash pornstar but her pussy taste like cornstarch 



is that nasty or good ion know nigga don’t ask me cause ion know nigga 



so goth out i shyne 



don’t read messages I don’t answer the phone cause they calling wasting my time 



she already poured me up and are we on or what 2 eater hoes at my place 



do drugs fall asleep do it all again cause that’s how i treat my pain ahhhhh




Hurricane (Prod.Ghost)

Verse



shattered glass pull it out  my heart 



breaking bones confiscating souls 



rolling blunts like everyday 



been hurt like i know 



rolling up roll it out the pound 



break it down into baby buds 



yesterday she ain’t fuck with me 



now I’m up ion fuck with her 



so obsessive she a crazy bitch 



smoking blunts and she love sex 



ghost why you still fuck the bitch ?



cause the bitch get dumb wet 



dumb wet for a real nigga 



real nigga don’t fuck with ya 



niggas claiming that fake shit 



wondering why I don’t fuck with em 



smoking blunts then I disappear 



only call when the night fall 



everybody got something to say 



half the reason ion fuck with y’all 



fuck friends ion need friends 



niggas claiming that fake shit 



everybody got something say 



stay silent don’t say shit 



drinking liquor take it to the head 



piss drunk but without the piss 



bitch drinking that pink Whitney



grab the bottle then I piss in it 



unhinged with epiphany’s 



Hennessy and a lot of smoke piano music my symphonies 



blunt smoke you can see the ghost 




Epiphany (Prod.Ghost)

29th N Crescent [Ghost]

PROD GHOST 9-30-25 LYRICS BELOW Pulling bones out my heart each one represents my pain 



Looking in the mirror I seen nothing I can’t see my face 



Came out to the function rolling gas rolling light it up 



i even got the stuck up hoes smoking on the double double dutch



dirty hoes be choosing but a nigga be like hoe please 



caught her by herself and now she got her panties down her knees 



when it comes to stress i just get high I do not give a fuck 



turned into a zombie off the gas this be that potent stuff 



damn 



i need drugs to come my way i want her to give me face 



im an angel with no halo bussing bullets let it rain



dressed in all black pouring up man i just don’t give a fuck 



got connections forigen shooters that’s go get and hit you up 



she don’t wanna leave me lone 



got a pocket full of stones 



living life the dangerous way i have to get it on my own 



im so high in paranoid 



voices saying grip the strap 



looking through the window wondering who be watching where I’m at 



bitches wishing death on me niggaas wishing death on me 



Yahweh souljah if I have to lay you down then rest in peace 



In the field ain’t showing love 



man i just don’t give a fuck 



hide the body in the alley it’s been laying there for months 

Bélmez Faces [Ghost]

GUDDA GUDDA LEAK OFF SOULJAH RAGGS 2 PROD GHOST RUN ME UP
remember me 



swerving through the city in caprice



box top baby blue chevy sitting on them things 



at times i feel like  anything but anything is everything 



in layman’s terms my nigga that means shit i do feel everything 



hot boy BG made wanna shyne like this 



Gudda Gudda that’s the lango language cash money bitch 



lounging in the room with stripper hoes and all they do is twerk 



thowing  cash in this bitch , tell that bitch to twerk that thang 



got me feeling like gissipi blowing money smoking dope 



looking at me after fuck , hair messy say she love my wrist 



coming to me slowly with a warm embrace i get it in 



k i s s i n g all down up on your pussy print 



Verse 2



Souljah Hatng Playa hating that’s a no no bitch 



If she fuck with me she going get that through your head lil bitch 



Real niggas do real thing say she loves when im around 



Take her back to the crib show her how i lay it down 



Fuck them playa  hating niggas baller blocking with that shit 



Gudda Gudda Dirty Dirtty like im from the south lil bitch 



You would think it’s raining bullets the way I act out with that K 



Ain’t no need for me cock it cause there’s one up in that thang 



wiping brains from off my nikes



city pressure washed the floor 



im still  struggling with my mental but that sticky play its role



asian bitch remove her top 



the asian bitch will give me face 



smoking in the K town market  



conversations bout feng shui 



and i know i know i know 



i gotta change my life and shit 



but the drama in the city always seems to pull me in 



so the ghost is spirit haunting 



dealing drugs i play my cards 



while these Donald Duck ass niggas ask about who fucked they broads



GUDDA GUDDA + PROD GHOST

UNRELEASED -08-22-25 SORRY I FIXED THE MIX 11-26-25 

Verse



Souljah Tears down my eyes 



Stunna shades to hide my faces



Feeling like that nigga pac 



Cause a nigga wrapped in pain 



Burning blunts avoiding 12 nigga y’all can go to hell 



Nigga ion fuck with no new niggas can’t you tell 



Hoodie on it’s cold as fuck 



Waking up to smoke a blunt 



Ask me what’s that in that pack and im gone tell you rainbow runts 



New bitch so thick 



New bitch keep it real 



Fuck with me she’ll gun you down like she’s licensed to kill 



[Hook



She’s a tease she’s all in mah face 



Y’all niggas be super fake 



Smoking Blunts like errday 



Moving shit from state to state



You know ghost keeping that pack 



Sell that shit then get it back 



Stripper bitches throwing it back 



Bussing open quarter packs  x2

FULL METAL JACKET + PROD GHOST

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