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Ghostly Video (MV)




Performed By: MojoTheGhost
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Deabolique Brown




MojoTheGhost - Ghostly Lyrics
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I've been out my motherf*ckin' mind in the pursuit of a bag
If it ain't bout the cheddar guala steppin' I'm on your ass
And makin' sure my money neat and color-codin' them bands
I got a gang of them behind me, not specific to flags
And I ain't pushin' up for pressure, exes next to the coffin
But I been changin' my demeanor at the table with bosses
I ain't poppin' out the cut, lately I been into golf
And get them bitches out the way, cause all them hoes, they be coughin
I been ridin' round town with a lesbian
I know I should kick it with the crew, but she a better friend
We can never be together, and now we acknowledge it
She another person that I'm hopin' would be proud of me
Big shout-out to Jasmine with the grandmother on Maple Street
You the only one that knew about the secret agent thing
I came to your dorm super-bloody with a blade in me
You ain't bother askin' questions, you just made a space for me
I remember dazin' in and out, seein' your energy
You was cryin', yellin', where the f*ck I get obsidian
You couldn't imagine all the terrifying shit I did
But I think about you when I'm fallin', I get up again
I promise I'm stronger and I'm smarter than I ever been
I turn into a wolf, but I just hope you can remember me
I hope you believe me when I say I'm not the enemy
I remember dazin' in and out, seein' your energy
I been out my motherf*ckin' mind in the pursuit of a bag
If it ain't bout the cheddar, guala stepping, I'm on your ass
And makin' sure my money neat and color-codin' them bands
I got a gang and they're behind me, not specific to flags
And I ain't pushin' up for pressure exes next to the coffin
But I been changin' my demeanor at the table with bosses
I ain't poppin' out the cut lately, I been into golf
And get them bitches out the way, cause all them hoes, they be coughin
I been out my f*ckin' mind in the pursuit of a bag
If it ain't bout the cheddar, guala stepping, I'm on your ass
And makin' sure my money neat and color-codin' them bands
I got a gang and they're behind me, not specific to flags
And I ain't pushin' up for pressure exes next to the coffin
But I been changin' my demeanor at the table with bosses
I ain't poppin' out the cut lately, I been into golf
And get them bitches out the way, cause all them hoes, they be coughin
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I've been out my motherf*ckin' mind in the pursuit of a bag
If it ain't bout the cheddar guala steppin' I'm on your ass
And makin' sure my money neat and color-codin' them bands
I got a gang of them behind me, not specific to flags
And I ain't pushin' up for pressure, exes next to the coffin
But I been changin' my demeanor at the table with bosses
I ain't poppin' out the cut, lately I been into golf
And get them bitches out the way, cause all them hoes, they be coughin
I been ridin' round town with a lesbian
I know I should kick it with the crew, but she a better friend
We can never be together, and now we acknowledge it
She another person that I'm hopin' would be proud of me
Big shout-out to Jasmine with the grandmother on Maple Street
You the only one that knew about the secret agent thing
I came to your dorm super-bloody with a blade in me
You ain't bother askin' questions, you just made a space for me
I remember dazin' in and out, seein' your energy
You was cryin', yellin', where the f*ck I get obsidian
You couldn't imagine all the terrifying shit I did
But I think about you when I'm fallin', I get up again
I promise I'm stronger and I'm smarter than I ever been
I turn into a wolf, but I just hope you can remember me
I hope you believe me when I say I'm not the enemy
I remember dazin' in and out, seein' your energy
I been out my motherf*ckin' mind in the pursuit of a bag
If it ain't bout the cheddar, guala stepping, I'm on your ass
And makin' sure my money neat and color-codin' them bands
I got a gang and they're behind me, not specific to flags
And I ain't pushin' up for pressure exes next to the coffin
But I been changin' my demeanor at the table with bosses
I ain't poppin' out the cut lately, I been into golf
And get them bitches out the way, cause all them hoes, they be coughin
I been out my f*ckin' mind in the pursuit of a bag
If it ain't bout the cheddar, guala stepping, I'm on your ass
And makin' sure my money neat and color-codin' them bands
I got a gang and they're behind me, not specific to flags
And I ain't pushin' up for pressure exes next to the coffin
But I been changin' my demeanor at the table with bosses
I ain't poppin' out the cut lately, I been into golf
And get them bitches out the way, cause all them hoes, they be coughin
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Writer: Deabolique Brown
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