Ghost Lyrics

She a ghost, cuz I keep on getting ghosted

Don't even matter man that bitch on some hoe shit

Fucked the bitch twice, should've left and just bolted

But now I'm sitting here thinking damn what a hoe bitch

Fuck, why'd I ever hit you up

Used to ball a lot, now we never ball it up

Left on delivered this shit ain't adding up

Active just now c'mon bitch what the fuck

From the movies, the gym, and back to the crib

I can't get the money back from all the shit that we did

All the memories of fun made me feel like a kid

All the memories of fun won't feel it again

From your laugh, your eyes, and even your smile

Had to sit back for a minute and just think for awhile

Had to sit back for a minute and just think in denial

My thoughts running so fast like I'm running a mile

Damn, how'd I get to this point

My feelings getting stressed had to smoke another joint

It's your choice and somehow I still disappoint

It's always your decision and I still disappoint

She a ghost, cuz I keep on getting ghosted

Don't even matter man that bitch on some hoe shit

Fucked the bitch twice, should've left and just bolted

But now I'm sitting here thinking damn what a hoe bitch

Fuck, why'd I ever hit you up

Used to ball a lot, now we never ball it up

Left on delivered this shit ain't adding up

Active just now c'mon bitch what the fuck

Aye I ain't mad that you don't answer

It's just that you live up to fuckin high standards

Always go go man you got me spinning backwards

Despicable bitch like a fucking damn bastard

You told me some things that I couldn't comprehend

Like sending some photos for money to men

No girlfriend just benefit friends

Fuck that shit I ain't playing pretend

No sense of direction

The funny thing is, is I felt a connection

But now all I feel is a lethal injection

Of all of these drugs, and it's making me question

She a ghost, cuz I keep on getting ghosted

Don't even matter man that bitch on some hoe shit

Fucked the bitch twice, should've left and just bolted

But now I'm sitting here thinking damn what a hoe bitch

Fuck, why'd I ever hit you up

Used to ball a lot, now we never ball it up

Left on delivered this shit ain't adding up

Active just now c'mon bitch what the fuck

Yo, I really liked you

But now all of that makes me not like you

No more, truth is you a whore

Imma just leave it be and shut the door

Hoe, hoe, she a hoe

Hoe, hoe, she a hoe

Hoe, hoe, she a hoe

Hoe, hoe, and she a ghost