Ghost
ray ray
Put me in my own
Category I cant fit in with the bros
Looking at me like I'm scary
I'm a ghost
Just cuz I'm different
You don't like what you don't know
I swear
I tried
I can't
You lie
Runnin' on empty I need gas up in my tank
Roll the bimmer to the shell and from the bank
Runnin' missions tryna get you in my day
You find excuses just to keep me on the way
I might break loose
On this grey goose
Head shaved
Living proof
Can't angle me
Cuz I'm obtuse
I'm not the same I'm childproof
Oh no
Hold the smoke then I go
Roll the weed hide the lows
Bring her back to the house
Show you all that I know
Runnin' on empty I need gas up in my tank
Roll the bimmer to the shell and from the bank
Runnin' missions tryna get you in my day
You find excuses just to keep me on the way