ghost writer ft. Bucky & Jo$h Lyrics

(Peanut on the track)

(Damn sky, this is fire)

Uh, I've been tryin' to fall for her, but my hearts gone

And I think about her often, so I put in a song

Chrome Heart mixed with Dior, baby, she gon' put that shit on

And we freaky off that molly, she gon' fuck me all night along

Yeah, I swear that bitch my ghost writer, she help me make these songs

Told her, "Crush my pills up, baby, I wanna feel numb"

Yeah, ridin' around in a Maybach Truck

She get me angry, yeah, I'm piped up

She get me angry, yeah, I'm fed up

But she still my slime, so I'm throwin' her up

Yeah, she don't show me love

So I'm findin' myself, all up in these drugs

Yeah, she like, she like, to be by herself in the nighttime

And she knows, she knows, I need her presence in my life

But she left me dead for a new guy

But I can't lie, I'm not surprised

I turned around got a knife to my back, you walked away and you didn't look back

I'mma just focus on me now, been way too many days strung out

I ain't know then, but I know now, learn when to hold out, I need to slow down

(Yeah, I need to slow down, I need to slow, I'm on the go)

I've been tryin' to fall for her, but my hearts gone

And I think about her often, so I put in a song

Chrome Heart mixed with Dior, baby, she gon' put that shit on

And we freaky off that molly, she gon' fuck me all night along

Yeah, I swear that bitch my ghost writer, she help me make these songs

Told her, "Crush my pills up, baby, I wanna feel numb"

Yeah, ridin' around in a Maybach Truck

She get me angry, yeah, I'm piped up

She get me angry, yeah, I'm fed up

But she still my slime, so I'm throwin' her up

She took all my medicine

Perk, molly, heroin

I can't get her off my mind, uh, I hear voices in my head

But, she don't know the real me, I swear she thinks Im dead (Dead, yeah)

But, where she gon' go? I swear she gon' leave me (Gon' go)

All this pain is addin' up, this trouble is exceedin'

I'm high off drugs I'm feignin', perkies got me leanin'

You said you love me, do you mean it? (Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)

'Cause I can't do deceivin'

(Deceivin', deceivin', deceivin', that's just for no reason)

I've been tryin' to fall for her, but my hearts gone

And I think about her often, so I put in a song

Chrome Heart mixed with Dior, baby, she gon' put that shit on

And we freaky off that molly, she gon' fuck me all night along

Yeah, I swear that bitch my ghost writer, she help me make these songs

Told her, "Crush my pills up, baby, I wanna feel numb"

Yeah, ridin' around in a Maybach Truck

She get me angry, yeah, I'm piped up

She get me angry, yeah, I'm fed up

But she still my slime, so I'm throwin' her up