Ghost

(808 Mafia) That's a long, long line, that's outside (that's outside) That's my hometown, sold that shit out twice (yeah, two times) At the wrong place, at the wrong time If I die, take my hard drive, every song you find Put it all online, yeah Please don't act like we were close Don't go comment on my post Don't send flowers to my folks When I was livin', you were ghost I gotta go, I don't know if I'm ready The snow in the bag, it don't fall like confetti It's me and my brothers, it's Ed, Edd n Eddy Yeah, hop in the car, it's a Honda or Chevy He charged me an arm and a leg, but whatever As long as it get me like Mario Andretti (wow) Sound like an awful year All they got to offer is thoughts and prayers Pretty fast talk, like an auctioneer You cannot afford what it cost to care Showed no love for the long career Now the shows over, it's off the air Growin' up, I never thought it'd be like this Tryna be like Skip, I never lost a hair Do it for the fam, fuck all the data And for the fans, thank y'all for the latter Everybody else, thank y'all for the chatter (Hey batta, batta, hey batta, batta bat) Swingin' for the fence, lookin' for a couple hits Like a home run ball to Saturn I felt like Marshall Mathers, when he lost a battle But I won that war, and that's all that matters 80 proof, it's in the puddin' Penicillin with the Hennessy That's the taste of my own medicine That's what makes it my remedy They tried erasing my memory, I think that creates an identity I think that's what makes you my enemy But you not replacing my legacy, no, no That's a long, long line, that's outside (that's outside) That's my hometown, sold that shit out twice (yeah, two times) At the wrong place, at the wrong time If I die, take my hard drive, every song you find Put it all online, yeah Please don't act like we were close Don't go comment on my post Don't send flowers to my folks When I was livin', you were ghost