Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
Ham Sandwich (USA)
[Hook]
I need like several thousand dollars up in the safe
I remember when these niggas would ghost me and now when I ghost em I hop in the wraith
Meet em face to face we eye to eye he moving side to side I see em he tryna strafe
Moving through the 808s cuz this shit is my day to day and that ain't up for debate
God fearing, tryna keep with the faith
Crossed paths with so many, it's fate
Cross back, I move any estate
Off that, I grind every day
Statehousе, staying out of the way
Of Feds lurking, ten toеs with my head on a swivel
Stay respectful, I'm keeping it civil
Check the pedigree, a nigga official, look
[Verse 1]
You see a better me, you look from the outside
Grind for the bros, no downtime
Get your own bag, cuz I found mine
It's about time, that I found my calling
It's about time, that my sound evolving
I'm mauling the game, it's appaling, insane
I'm Apollo, the flame, what's causing the reign
And I'm causing the rain, wash through the mud
Often the main way that I get problems off of my brain
All for the fame, all for the gains, shit go south, and you see the rats crawling away
Uh
I could do anything y'all do in years all in a day
All in a day's work, I can hear the crown callin my name
If you see me in the hall of the fame
And my picture on the wall, they better get my niggas all in the frame like look
[Hook]
I need like several thousand dollars up in the safe
I remember when these niggas would ghost me and now when I ghost em I hop in the wraith
Meet em face to face we eye to eye he moving side to side I see em he tryna strafe
Moving through the 808s cuz this shit is my day to day and that ain't up for debate
God fearing, tryna keep with the faith
Crossed paths with so many, it's fate
Cross back, I move any estate
Off that, I grind every day
Statehouse, staying out of the way
Of Feds lurking, ten toes with my head on a swivel
Stay respectful, I'm keeping it civil
Check the pedigree, a nigga official, look
[Verse 2]
And I ain't been totally honest
I'm not the type to catch a body, I fit the description
That's why I don't fuck with no officer
All except the one who taught me to live with the sinners
If they was all like my father
Then all of us could share an altar and sit at the dinner
But that shit is not reality
And their law is not morality
Cops and salaries
Opps surrounding me
Drop the knock offs and stop the fallacies
Hospitality, not the balancing
Often lost on a bot mentality
Bought mentalities, sold to machinery
Politicians pick and thumb through the greenery
All I'm tryna do is shake up the scenery
I need like- I need like-
I need like-
WRAITH was written by Dillon James Heinz.
WRAITH was produced by wyt.
Ham Sandwich (USA) released WRAITH on Fri Sep 02 2022.