Disarm the lies that follow you Will the truth soon see you through? Disarm the pain that's burning through A river runs through the path you walk Got to find a way to carry on through this Ghosts from the past like a noose around your throat A constant

But even though I am lost all the time I've got hooks in my sides that you left there But you're not the same, you died along the way Now we're ghosts and we're praying for winter One, two, three; one, two, three... Well, I left my home on hollow bones

Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek) We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey) Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news

You laugh creating a lightness in my chest Your eyes they penetrate me (Your answer's always maybe) And that's when I got up and left Like the angel you are They turn the lights down low In shadows hiding from the world Only coming out when it gets cold

Ballin' like I'm Jordan cause I'm blessed up Wake up every morning feelin' blessed up Pull up in that holy Ghost cause I'm blessed up I'mma do the most cause I'm blessed up And niggas want me gone but I'm still alive I got God watchin' over me from

They're waiting for the sun to go down You've got bones in your closet You've got ghosts in your town Ain't no doubt, dear, They're gonna come out You can't hide from your demons Feel them all lurking around You're runnin' scared cause You know they're

I bet you never saw it coming Something's got you up all night Someone's gotta make it right Now tell me who you're gonna call So tell me who you're gonna call I bet you never saw it coming (Never saw it coming) Creatures like us, can't be alone I bet

I sent you roses, I warned you I would Do all that I could to show you the way that I feel Please, don't say I'm wasting my time I've got nothin' but time so I'll do all that I can to catch That ghost of a chance The sunlight, the moonlight Are beyond my

(They tryna blackball me) They tryna blackball me, they say I get too much money They want my name from me because they know what it do They say I'm A-Rod, n****, cause I got the juice They tryna blackball me, went and bought a Ghost as a coupe Soon as I

We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby And you better bring your whole crew Yes any time you want to All this money got my mind gone Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music This that Ace of Spade, Belair, let's toast music Nigga let's