Yo-Aye
I think niggas too busy going ghost
I'm ghosting all my h**s for what
I'm ghosting them for what
Ain't got a real reason to do it
I'm not even tripping it's you that's acting loose and out of character
You getting out of character this ain't even you
You stay rocking disguises why you can't just be you
Oh I forgot you just showing out for them (uhm-um)
You love attention all eyes on you
you think she Tupac he ain't dead it's true
He like me out in Cuba with some milfs and some juice
These songs is from my heart I'm just talking it out to you
And making it rhyme and sound good yeah that's true
But really when It's done
And when the beat played out they won't give a f**k
Yea they sleeping yea they snoozing
Yea they sleeping yea they snoozing
Call that little b**h Suzan
For some neck
I don't want to regret
Hitting her up late at night
I shoot a b**h a text like damn
"You trying to f**k? or is you trying to suck some f**g d**k or what?" (Some d**k or what)
D**k or what (d**k or what)
D**k or what (d**k or what)
Is you trying to suck (d**k or what)
Some d**k or what
Tell me 'bout the fantasies you see
Tell me 'bout your nightmare and your dreams
Tell me how you feeling off the drink
About to cross the road they selling gas upon the
About to cross the road they selling gas upon the street (On the)
(About to cross the-they selling gas upon the)
(Movie-yea-yea)
I got drink weed nicotine inside my system
Lost soul I keep going ghost think I'm missing
Maybe life's a game and I'm in another mission
Maybe it's a movie you can watch on television
Tell me 'bout the fantasies you see (f**k)
Tell me 'bout your nightmare and your dreams
Tell me how you feeling off the drink
About to cross the road they selling gas upon the the street
I just really think I'm doing too much with life right now
I-I'm doing too much and also don't know what the f**k I want to do
I'm just so f**g lost
I feel you on that bro real shit
(How you feeling off the drink)
Got to find a way tho
Everyday is a different episode
But I'll find my way home
Okay I'm lucid dreaming-thinking 'bout you
Blinded by the lights I cannot see without you
Through all these teenage fantasies making love on the weekend
I sync the bass every time my heart beating peace and–
Deuces
Now tell me do you think I'm stupid
You thought we'd fall in love after your cruising down the road of misfits and lost vagabonds
Told you "Painting Pictures" come to grudges them I'm dragging those
Shit I guess I'm lost in the wind
Been feeling lost when I win
A n**a never gave a f**k still put his heart in this shit
When it gets dark I admit
Your love is all that I miss
I was just locked in the crib
For like a couple of years
Held back so many tears
You know the deal it is what it is
I'm screaming f**k my peers and mother f**k these fake ass friends
I'm screaming f**k them
F**k y'all
F**k this
F**k LeBron and f**k any n**a over six feet tall on God
I'm on that bullshit that cool shit
What's good n**a
Know some bad bitches that's 'gon f**k it suck lick it I dig it
A real Midwest n**a I said it's Ghostown n**a
I'm going ghost now n**a like I'ma host now
Your b**h gave me digits and sent a pic of her tiddies
I got the power like 50 you niggas ain't f**g with me
I carry a muzzle with me at all times of the day
'Cause them wolves coming n**a they don't care where you lay (Yea)
Tell me 'bout the fantasies you see (f**k)
Tell me 'bout your nightmare and your dreams
Tell me how you feeling off the drink
About to cross the road they selling gas upon the the street (On the street)
