Ghxst

Give me a minute
I get my whole my bag up
It take me a day
But I always gone manage
It's never a issue
It never no ramifications
I'm patient I don't take vacation
You calling collect
Cause I'm overseas
Making a deal I feel
Em out like a billionaire
I'm bout to be
Bigger than everyone here
Do not compare myself to anybody
I body a rapper and fuck on they thotty
I spending this money like I won lottery
I put a percentage aside that the finder fee
For when they finally find my dead body
I'll die in a fiery death it's the prodigy curse
Blow up then burst
That shit the worst
Said it here first
Bought my own hearse
My life is too unpredictable
Liquor won't take me
I'm following principle
Praying to god everyday
Cause I'm miserable
If I don't
Listen won't
Ever get end the rope
With no regrets
Ima sinner
Forget the hope
Let's invoke
Fear in the heart
Of man who don't
Even know
How to cope
With the low self esteem
Imminent death or stroke
I need a stethoscope
Tell me my heart rate
Is pure with intention
I try slow it down
But the thoughts never ending
It's so overwhelming
I feel my life ending
The terrible circumstance
Now circumventing
It seem like the only way
Out this depression
Is pulling the trigger
I need Smith and Wesson
To end all this suffering
Cannot stop question
The purpose the earth
And state of the present I'm ghost

I don't give a fuck about a jet or a coast
I don't give a fuck about no press or no post
Keep me out the drama all y'all tryna do the most
You need be the center of attention I'm a ghost
I don't give a fuck about a jet or a coast
I don't give a fuck about no press or no post
Keep me out the drama all y'all tryna do the most
You need be the center of attention I'm a ghost

Please keep all of that shit to yourself
Be humble and don't get to
Fucking around with my personal life
Or I'll need to get physical know y'all the type
To be bitches when confronted in real life
But that irl to you
Cause you only used to the keyboard
To talk all that shit you ain't get to
With me I don't play all that shit that you into
To boost up your sales
Know your shit weak
So you start shit the week
That you drop so it sells
Know that you peak
Back in the day
And you rode on a trend
So you struggling now
You ain't know how
All of your money
Is gone and the bitches
Ain't coming around
Think it's profound
You dug yourself
In a hole so deep
You ain't know how to get out
Put in perspective for ya
I done saved like every dollar
On my net I'll show ya
Took a lot of bad hits
But I'm back in full gear
It's the product of the past
That I let go all year
It's the only thing I focused on
I fell out love with all the social norms
I been authentic like I'm Joe Rogan
I'm building strength like a juggernaut
I zig zag I got a target on
My back
Pretty penny I would spend for one whole pack
Little pint of henny in brown paper bag
Read my whole life story in paperback
Shit get to real you take it back
Can't handle the fill I feel that
The bag it been sealed deliver that
It's full of the kill I'm hittin that
I kill for the thrill remember that
Remember that

I don't give a fuck about a jet or a coast
I don't give a fuck about no press or no post
Keep me out the drama all y'all tryna do the most
You need be the center of attention I'm a ghost
I don't give a fuck about a jet or a coast
I don't give a fuck about no press or no post
Keep me out the drama all y'all tryna do the most
You need be the center of attention I'm a ghost



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hartley
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