My Good Ghosts

On the back of a napkin I cleaned myself up
And I drew u a map so you could see where I was
Leaving trails forif I die or I'm dreaming this up

She know she can get a Chanel whenever my streaming hit
Guilty if I was somebody else you prolly be upset
My prayers now laying in hopes we reconnect
N my life a be even keeled enough to be ya man
Damned
Cause u might die if u get too high
N u might die if u don't even try
So what's the difference
Know you don't wanna lose because we bruised
But we still tulips but they stupid nough
To think it's cause of what I give u
They don't see all your riches for that they are forgiven
I hold u tighter than a secret me n god had written
Pocket privilege
Still Feel like a fuck up away from rich or broke agaun
But Money coming back quicker the easier I let go of it
World growing colder like a cell unfold with every shoulder tilt
Wanted to yell now these days ion want no one to know here

Maybe we jus depressed because the trees depressed
The sea depressed the only thing we see is death
And so the weed the best the only hope reprieve from that
They plead I keep in touch I'm scrambling to keep intact
Ima track runner where I hide my secrets at
Fear that last slumber first time my ppl see some rest

But ever since u been away
Nigga jus been binging
Finish spirits feel it vacant
N defenestrate it
N waiting till I see u again
It's getting empty searching the living when needing a friend