Ghost (feat. Oncue)

You said you don't love me no more I said, "Not this again, oh nah" This will be the last time I'm sure You and I will have this argument, oh nah She scrapes me to my bones She breaks things that were whole But I ain't down for givin' up now If you wanted distance you're in luck now All these pieces that I'm pickin up now, oh Quit with that nonsense, where was your conscience? Where was your mind when you kept it all from me? What about honesty? I wanted all of you, but you had enough of me You had a different scheme, you had a different move Missing your company, cause I didn't see it through Didn't love perfectly, I know I'm guilty too That's the reason that I find myself forgiving you Ever since it happened I've been hidden in the stu Only comin out to do a show with the crew Girl, you should've known that I always stay on the move Oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh, yeah Don't believe in ghosts I know you're my ghost I think you're my ghost Your my, my, my Now I'm on my grind, my grind I'm try and get this bread like, yeah Tryna get my family fed out here Rapp until my face is red out here You gon' listen what I said out here I don't want you in my head ah yeah I'm just tryin to speak the truth, I swear Wastin' energy on you's not fair But in my heart you're close You're still my, you're still my ghost You run around here so lost, you're so lost, I swear Wonderin what you lost, what you lost, it's clear You tryna push me away Why you tryna push me away? You're so cold, you're detached from here Motives and motions by fear Never wanna see me again Nothin' else really makes sense, nothin' else, yeah What we could have beenI think 'Bout it every time, I drink Hope this go down for you Burnin' all your gold for you Sick and tired of ups and downs Writin' songs about you now Empty-handed, what I've found Fightin' in the hallway This the wrong way, we've been blowin' up Screamin' through the walls, neighbors know it's us I've been on the bud, not close enough to what you do I've been barely holdin' up, its true, yeah Aw yeah, but I'm blowin' on the road and killin' shows And labels callin', I'm not fallin' what they spewin' Ballin', Patrick Ewing that's proof Don't believe in ghosts I know you're my ghost I think you're my ghost Your my, my, my Now I'm on my grind, my grind I'm try and get this bread like, yeah Tryin to get my family fed out here Rap until my face is red out here You gon listen what I said out here I don't want you in my head out here I'm just tryin to speak the truth I swear Wasting energy on you's not fair But in my heart you're close You're still my, you're still my ghost