Theodore Grams - Ghost Cry lyrics

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Theodore Grams - Ghost Cry lyrics

I heard a rumor about myself the other day I liked it It made me feel like I've been working I ain't even fight it I pull up with intentions to get lit And start a riot These n***as said they out here They was joking, they been hiding And if I said I loved you Damn I'm sorry, I was lying My heart cold and I'm focused Baby, ain't no use in crying I'll pay you no attention now No, I'm not trying to buy it And all I hear is money now So I just sit in silence But these n***as been talking like They really want that wreck Stunna, stunna, stunna Man I need all my respect Remember being hungry Stomach hurting every breath Now it's diamonds on my neck As I'm grinding on the steps If you feel some type of way about it Homie be direct I'll probably ignore you But you got it off your chest My wings are finally spreading And I'm flying from the nest I just hope my haters get inspired when I flex We the current, we the current n***as watching and complaining When they should be working All that spying, what's your motives You gon' make me nervous I've got blunts with your name on it Please don't make me burn them If you don't k** your enemy then he'll just keep returning I keep praying cause it's hard for me to fight these urges I close my eyes and I see murder, murder, murder, murder Open my eyes and I see people that I plan on hurting I heard a rumor about myself the other day, I liked it I gave you verses for the low, but don't get too excited Studio sessions, they ain't show, I'm hurt I was invited I pull up with intentions to get lit and start a riot And if I said I loved you, damn, I'm sorry I was lying At the time I had the money for your love, so I could buy it But I forgive the snake inside your heart, I know that you was trying And I understand the life we live, I know you couldn't fight it But these b**hes been talking Like they really want that wreck You asked me how I felt sh**, I bet by now you can guess Remember being hungry Stomach hurting every breath Now it's diamonds on my neck As we're grinding on the steps And if you some type of way about it Shorty be direct I'll probably ignore you But you got it off your chest My wings are finally spreading And I'm flying from the nest I just hope my haters get inspired when I flex For all the times you blew me off b**h blow me off And know some b**hes blow me off When I ignore your calls For every dollar that it costs to see you smile I charge it to the game It's okay, it's alright Cause there's enough to go around FM, it's going down I don't know how many rounds But I'mma squeeze it 'til it click Load up and spray it down [???] it's going down I don't even hear a sound Scream as loud as you want Heart black, grey HOVA White powder, take over Grey sky, grey HOVA Play god, no HOVA A blue note, supernova I'm too high to notice I'm too fried, you sober Play god, no HOVA Drug dealing got me loaded Oh yeah, got your b**h oh