Ghost Songtext
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Ghost Songtext
Another bag of Louis to hide all her demons
In God she trusts, so the money she believe in
She looks so happy but looks can be deceiving
′Cause all that flash, it'll take away the tears when
Past is tattooed all up in her dome
Flights in the morning, going out to Rome
Looking at the art but she doing it alone
′Cause she don't need Caesar to run her own throne
She moves like assassins, all black everything
Walk in the room, got the whole place looking
Little did they know that she about to choose one
She gotta do it now before the mood can lose her
But she a pro at rocking the boat
Breaking hearts from coast to coast
The wallet gets lost for most
And that's when she goes for ghosts, uh
She says time is money
And she′s getting close
When the lights go down
Her clock is running ghost
She spends her days in expensive cafes
Where niggas ride around tryna throw some bait
But their steering wheels always turn too late
They offer the frosting but she got all that cake
She hits them stores in the shopping malls
To forget about the way he used to hit her and all
She still walks proud standing six feet tall
With them Pradas on, she be feeling grown
But deep inside is that little girl
That haunts her at night in her whole damn world
Heart′s in her sleeve and her neck with the pearls
She can't cover up with the cover girl, so
She a pro at rocking the boat
Breaking hearts from coast to coast
The wallet gets lost for most
And that′s when she goes for ghosts, uh
She says time is money
And she's getting close
When the lights go down
Her clock is running ghost
How did she get here what she don′t even look for?
A true romance with a picture that's truthful
Niggas search the world wide and looking in Google
To cleanse her soul is how you make yourself useful
Now she got a masters, lost her pupil
After all the damage, graduated from neutral
Damn, all that wreckage is something she got used to
And finding all the pieces must have really been brutal
The way her own daddy got reckless
The way he used his hands as her necklace
There was no way she could neglect this
Three hundred for the gun, priceless
She a pro at rocking the boat
Breaking hearts from coast to coast
The wallet gets lost for most, huh
And that′s when she goes for ghosts, y'all
She says time is money
And she's getting close
When the lights go down
Her clock is running ghost
In God she trusts, so the money she believe in
She looks so happy but looks can be deceiving
′Cause all that flash, it'll take away the tears when
Past is tattooed all up in her dome
Flights in the morning, going out to Rome
Looking at the art but she doing it alone
′Cause she don't need Caesar to run her own throne
She moves like assassins, all black everything
Walk in the room, got the whole place looking
Little did they know that she about to choose one
She gotta do it now before the mood can lose her
But she a pro at rocking the boat
Breaking hearts from coast to coast
The wallet gets lost for most
And that's when she goes for ghosts, uh
She says time is money
And she′s getting close
When the lights go down
Her clock is running ghost
She spends her days in expensive cafes
Where niggas ride around tryna throw some bait
But their steering wheels always turn too late
They offer the frosting but she got all that cake
She hits them stores in the shopping malls
To forget about the way he used to hit her and all
She still walks proud standing six feet tall
With them Pradas on, she be feeling grown
But deep inside is that little girl
That haunts her at night in her whole damn world
Heart′s in her sleeve and her neck with the pearls
She can't cover up with the cover girl, so
She a pro at rocking the boat
Breaking hearts from coast to coast
The wallet gets lost for most
And that′s when she goes for ghosts, uh
She says time is money
And she's getting close
When the lights go down
Her clock is running ghost
How did she get here what she don′t even look for?
A true romance with a picture that's truthful
Niggas search the world wide and looking in Google
To cleanse her soul is how you make yourself useful
Now she got a masters, lost her pupil
After all the damage, graduated from neutral
Damn, all that wreckage is something she got used to
And finding all the pieces must have really been brutal
The way her own daddy got reckless
The way he used his hands as her necklace
There was no way she could neglect this
Three hundred for the gun, priceless
She a pro at rocking the boat
Breaking hearts from coast to coast
The wallet gets lost for most, huh
And that′s when she goes for ghosts, y'all
She says time is money
And she's getting close
When the lights go down
Her clock is running ghost
Writer(s): Geoffrey Wilkinson, Ovil R Salcedo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
