Justin Starling - Ghost (feat. Austin Sexton) Lyrics

Been on 10
From the time I walked in
No he really don't want it
If a nigga don't spend
Gotta make ends
And I gotta pay rent
If you tryna link up
Then it gotta make sense
Coming out the block with the 1 9 on it
X on the line but I won't sign on it
Won't lie with the right price
Then I might bite
Got em hype like it's fight night
And I'm mike Ty
Son
Give me that cake no icing
Dash to the money right quick no hyphen
Hate but they wanna be like it
Tell em don't and they still do it like Bryson
Lifestyle seem enticing
Till your money down and you gotta throw dice in
Living so fast time priceless 25 going through a midlife crisis
Alright then
Flights from the east to the west
And the west to the east
If they still sleeping on me
Then they resting in peace
Every time I eat beats
Let it stay on repeat
Weather getting cold time to give the street heat
Gotta get the block hot
Why you tryna block me
Uptown girl go and get her chopped cheese
Then we go and knock knees
Someone hating not me
Ou damn
Flow so wavy
Spit straight gas make the ozone hate me
Uh
Got a lil fomo baby
When I do I show and you don't show baby
Uh yeah
That's right
Throw it in the bag like it's no price
Probably get mad cause they got no life
I don't know about that
I don't ever look back
Oh nah

You know the ghost comes out at night
You call my name I'm on a flight
Cause I need that
I need that
I spend on you I make it back
Got you the watch that Birkin bag
Cause I need that
I need that

Been rough for the past few months
Giving everything but I never give up
Feeling empty so I go and fill cups
Trust nobody got my walls built up
Putting you first lost me for a second
They would never call if the boy didn't check in
They would never text if they still didn't need me
Industry tough but the rap shit easy
Guard stay up and I gotta keep watch
I've been tied up cause I'm trying make knots
East to West like BIG like Pac
Wu-tang flow we the cream of the crop
Never gone fall off never gone beat me
Here all season this ain't like TV
Songs keep spinning make em all queasy
Moving like breezy dope like Jeezy
I told all y'all that we can't hang
Y'all ain't ever really do a damn thing
Lil champagne for the champ's pain
Stuck up in the crib like Anne Frank
Writing all day like it's do or die
Looking in the mirror like who am I
Pick a side pick a team
Make moves billie jean
Do you all the favors that you ask for
I ain't even ask you to thank me
Soon as I talk about what I need
People went ghost like halloween
Tell em pour up till my cup runneth over
Haven't been sober all of October
Nah
My motives
Getting what I need so I don't need no one

You know the ghost comes out at night
You call my name I'm on a flight
Cause I need that
I need that
I spend on you I make it back
Got you the watch that Birkin bag
Cause I need that
I need that