Ghostly

Take a left on rosebud, we’re near my flat
'Never lax, never chill' she said, but so blessed
We’d hang outside till the wind cut our cheeks
You tore the roof off a five seater (top down) and swang it for me
Lord knows I love my friends, oh, I love

So aye, bruh, call me on the phone for once
Aye 'cause, you don’t got to be so alone
We ain't but, why you act so old all of a sudden
It aint trust when I hit the road in a week and you can’t pick up the phone or nothin
That’s how you lose a day one, call in four months call in for months (how)

Call in four months

I can’t believe it, a fault that I can’t hide
Memories well up in my eyes
Most folks would say that I seem fine
But each morning morning I don’t feel worth it
Pull up to my job almost on time
Wish I could disappear more often
Just run home and hide

Feel ghostly bad, way beyond description
I feel sad, not because I miss her
I don’t want nothing I could lose

If I fall in, who’s gone pull me up blood
I don’t want nothing that I can’t trust
It’s hard now knowing I need you

Oh, oh, oh, oh
(It’s on and poppin’, baby that’s why it feel so good)
(Deep in the background, that’s just for me)