Chasing Ghosts
I never sleep
I’m in the city where the angels sell you dreams
I’m buying time while everybody
Watching me
I keep my heart tatted on my sleeve
(Its On my sleeve)
I’m in the go
Writing albums in the sky
I’m coast to coast
And I’m busting up my demons till they ghost
All that hopeless shit nah I don’t know
Yeah I don’t know
Now they back home and they calling
And it’s all good forget my problems
Pouring up a fo pour me one mo
I gotta bring the heat even when it feels cold
So cold so cold so cold
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
Yeah I’m out here chasing ghosts
Lemon trees at one one one
Fifty one don’t jump the gun
Made an album seven one
This is real this is me
This is love
Yeah
I’m a brother I’m a son
Sow my seed out in the sun
And watch it grow
Yeah I watch it grow think about times I was broke and I’m still kinda broke
Now they back home and they calling
And it’s all good forget my problems
Pouring up a fo pour me one mo
I gotta bring the heat even when it feels cold
So cold so cold so cold
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
Yeah I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
(Chasing ghosts)
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold so cold so cold
I’m out here chasing ghosts
So cold x 12
Cold
Where to go when the world turns cold
Chasing ghosts chasing ghosts
Chasing ghosts
Without the pain there would be no art
Some days I pray for a quieter heart
These thoughts they crash into my skull
Like cannon balls and pour inside my soul
Like some waterfalls
What’s the definition of good and evil
Do we care about the people
I see the media is spreading lies
Try to tell us we ain’t equal
Keep doubt inside our minds
Because they know it could be lethal
Damn
I been a peddler peddling with adrenaline
Big government pushing the medicine
Systems that I never settle in
Team on my back
Like I’m wearing a letterman
Fuck it I know that I’m better then
All of your boxes
Square peg round hole
I’m out of your options
I’m no Mr. Jones
Cause I am in charge of me
I am in charge of the art
I am in charge of myself
And that’s a beautiful place to start
Yeah I am in charge of me
I am in charge of the art
I dropped the album seven one days
Like was this shit even that hard
You bumping that shit in your car
Judging my joys and my scars
Like was this shit even that hard
I’m buggin but let it go
Just let me roll
So cold so cold so cold
Without the pain there would be no art
Some days I pray for a quieter heart
These thoughts they crash into my skull
Like cannon balls and pour inside my soul
Like some waterfalls
What’s the definition of good and evil
Do we care about the people
I see the media is spreading lies
Try to tell us we ain’t equal
Keep doubt inside our minds
Because they know it could be lethal
Damn
I been a peddler peddling with adrenaline
Big government pushing the medicine
Systems that I never settle in
Team on my back
Like I’m wearing a letterman
Fuck it I know that I’m better then
Fuck it I know that I’m better then
Yeah
See I was waiting my turn out of respect
Shoulda been in the game
But they kept me on the bench
Only to find out they were afraid I was next
Like I might take the starting position
Tom Brady and Drew Bled
Ah
Yeah I could steal all the shine
Sit on a curve and hit a home run in the ninth that’s just what I like
Yeah that’s just what I like
I called my mom back home
Said that I’m good
Might get a record deal in like 27 days
As soon as the album drop I know I’m gone get paid
That’s word to my mama
That’s word to my brotha
That’s word to the greats
Cause I am in charge of me
I am in charge of the art
I am in charge of myself and that’s a beautiful place to start