I think there’s a ghost inside my house
I don’t think anyone likes me
That been the feeling I live with the most
Mama ain’t want me to rap
But now that we poppin’, she need shit to post
I lost a parent, a bitch and the family switched and it ain’t really lit with the bros
I bought a crib out in, huh
With no furniture, nothing inside it but (Ghosts)
And this is how it feels to be alone
Got everything except a happy (Home)
And I just realized that I’m the problem now
‘Cause I think I’m better off alone (Yeah, yeah)
‘Cause niggas don’t wanna be nice no more
Niggas don’t evеn wanna write no more
Maybe I ain’t wanna wash up in that Chick-fil-A bathroom on Baltimorе Pike no more
Niggas ain’t grow up with three older brothers on Catherine to know what it’s like no more
Playing this shit for my pop-pop, but when it drop-dropped, he not alive no more
Yellin’ with this little doc, bitch
Watchin’ my daddy in hospice
Spent too much paper on my (Bitch)
Scissor kick, I need the rock (Bitch)
They know I live in the mosh pits
The casa, open up shop
They woken a monster, open the top
Pandora can’t get me to go in the box
Hey, mopped (I know what happened to you)
Then get her to stop, I’m over the thot shit
Clocked (There’s a ghost in my house)
I wanna be Mike, they wanna be pop
I’m over the cops, I’m over the concept
Over the gossip, over the shots
I’m over the top, I’m over the top
I’m over the top, I’m over the top
I’m over the (You forgot your darkness)
(Daytrip took it to ten)
I’m over the top
Pick top, pick top, pick top
I’m over the top
Pick top, pick top, pick top
I’m over the top
Huh, top, huh, top, huh, top
I’m over the top
Huh, top, huh, top, huh, top
I said, hold up, it’s a lot of distance between us, bitch
Half a ticket on tour, now we in different arenas, bitch
I’m a psycho (Hold up), Libra (Hold up), mix that with a genius, bitch (Ayy)
Sport mode, took her from the court to the courtside, I been givin’ out subpoenas, bitch (Top)
I’m gettin’ back in the safe house (Top)
I’m gettin’ back in they face now (Top)
I hit a nap and a stage now (Top)
I’m headed back to LA now (I’m on top)
I come from capital conflict (Top)
I had to trap in the process (Top)
You knew the place that my mind is
You know it’s no getting inside it (Top)
It’s okay, you can come home now
What are you really afraid of losing?
Your friends? Your love? Your family?
Don’t you see? Those things are already gone
And all the things you lost turned into ghosts
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