Skillz - Ghost Writer lyrics

"Mad Skillz" "On the real"
"I'll probably make more money off
Your album than you"
"Mad Skillz" "On the real"
"I'll probably make more money off
Your album than you"
"Mad Skillz" "On the real"
"I'll probably make more money off
Your album than you"
"Mad Skillz" "On the real" Check it
"I'm going to tell you once, and only once"

First of all
I ain't even want to make this shit
There's a lot of rap cats
Out here faking the shit i'm a ghostwriter
I'm the cat that you don't see
I write hit's for rappers you like
And charge 'em a fee
Yo, don't get me wrong dog
It's the cheddar that counts

I wrote that shit five minutes
In a parking lot

'Cause he smoked too much lye
Couldn't write his own shit

Hollering in my phone, "Skillz
Can you write to this?"
Sure, for stacks, nigga
I make your act bigger

Jadakiss told y'all cats and that's that
Y'all have our ASCAP or get your ass capped
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghostwriter" Say what
"When my pen hit's the paper, awwww shit!"

Now that fool can't flow
But his crew is sick
But see he got long dough
So wait til you hear his new shit
I did two songs for 'til
They dough got straight
And even from the West Coast owe me some cake
Remember the little kids
The one that was in group?
I'm the reason you thought they
Lil raps was so cute
I had a hundred songs on the Billboard list
Ask again, dog
How I got your deal on my wrist
I did done NBA cats and NFL
But, I stopped in '97 'cause
They shit don't sell
Now paid up 'cause she was owing me stacks
Who in the hell you think had
That chicken flowing like that?
I hate writing for 'cause he take too long
Crying about the price
I hit him with two fucking songs!
Ran up in 's office and wrecked his staff
'Cause it's been two years and dog
Ain't paid the second half
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghostwriter" Say what
"When my pen hit's the paper, awwww shit!"

So if you just signed, trust me dog
You can't touch it
Don't ask your label for Skillz
'cause that ain't in your budget
Y'all cats polly for chips
I mingle for mills
I turn your whole album into a single deal
I stopped writing for 'cause that
Fool don't get it
Booking long sessions and he punch
In every five minutes where my ones
Nigga? What the fuck I look like?
And his man got mad 'cause he
Couldn't get the hook right
I spit and we don't see eye to eye
So I politely took his Rollie up to BMI
I'm the one that gave his brand new sound
I did his last two albums
Without even writing 'em down
And for from the South, dog you shook
Stop bouncing on stage nigga like
You wrote that hook
Your favorite rappers' songs? I put
The flames in it y'all keep fucking around
I'mma put this back out with your names in it
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer
And for the right price
I can even make yo' shit tighter"
"Mad Skillz" "Ghostwriter" Say what
"When my pen hit's the paper, awwww shit!"