Intro:
You know I've been waitin' on this
My whole life
Slim
You my homie
Let's make shit happen

Verse 1:
This is my time, my grind
Promise I'mma do this right
Hoping I see the sign, now I give it all I got
This is not what you think
This is nowhere near a game to me
It's the air that I breathe
And my polished screams
Same time I reach
In a little far for my grands
Times pass
Just to follow my ass
Every time, heavy grind, getting mine
'til I reach the finish line
If I die, tell you why
I stay prepared like my life's on the line
And I'm fixing to crash and burn
I'm taking turns for the worst, flirt
What was really worth
Putting first, never hurt
People that you love and if you can't do that
Then you should give the game up
Straight up, this is my life
Give it everything I got
Clear right, out of sight
Shining in the limelight
Bright minds think alike
That's how we form a team
Now it seems that we be ready for the real thing
Hook:
Demi-gods and hungry ghosts
Oh God, God knows I'm not at home
I'll never find someone quite like you again
I'll never find someone quite like you again

Verse 2:
I leave the competition wishing they would never have met me
Instead they getting raped by the lyrical transition
Switching up my style in the middle of a mission
It's conditioned, rather call it something like spittin'
Bounce to the nearest safe house, envision
A decision, should I change the way I'm living?
No
Take me a soldier, bury me a G
Hope heaven got room for a player like me
All the rappers compete to be the greatest
Why is it a breeze to turn a G into a hater?
Cause 'yall some bitches, some narc, some shadows in the dark
My flow nothing but an arrow that been inside your heart
We the realin, you the fake
These the boys that I would take on my journey to the plate
Which could reveal I'm safe
The dream, the hope
The life without dope
I'm just trying to find myself at the end of the rope
Hook:
Demi-gods and hungry ghosts
Oh God, God knows I'm not at home
I'll never find someone quite like you again
I'll never find someone quite like you again

Verse 3:
I see the tear drops
Flowing from your eyes
I know it's hard to live
And we living to die
We gotta make it past tomorrow, the limit's the sky
If you follow what I'm sayin' then ride with the vibe
I'm in this concrete jungle without a role model
So what's a brother in bed without a 40 bottle?
And I'm just waiting on the day when I be blowin' up
I treat my city like look at the way I throw it up
But through the midst of it all I never lose composure
Explains games and couple days of strip poker
While I wade through the valley of the misunderstood
Seeing the tears of the kids back in my hood
Constantly waiting for that BPO
Wanting a life that's nice like a TV show, yo
Hope that I see heaven before hell
I told them that I'd rather see death before jail
Hook:
Demi-gods and hungry ghosts
Oh God, God knows I'm not at home
I'll never find someone quite like you again
I'll never find someone quite like you again