Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghost, artist - Mogli the Iceburg. Date of issue: 21.04.2017
Song language: English
Ghost |
| You said you don’t love me no more |
| I said, «Not this again, oh nah» |
| This will be the last time I’m sure |
| You and I will have this argument, oh nah |
| She scrapes me to my bones |
| She breaks things that were whole |
| But I ain’t down for givin' up now |
| If you wanted distance you’re in luck now |
| All these pieces that I’m pickin up now, oh |
| Quit with that nonsense, where was your conscience? |
| Where was your mind when you kept it all from me? |
| What about honesty? |
| I wanted all of you, but you had enough of me |
| You had a different scheme, you had a different move |
| Missing your company, cause I didn’t see it through |
| Didn’t love perfectly, I know I’m guilty too |
| That’s the reason that I find myself forgiving you |
| Ever since it happened I’ve been hidden in the stu |
| Only comin out to do a show with the crew |
| Girl, you should’ve known that I always stay on the move |
| Oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh, yeah |
| Don’t believe in ghosts |
| I know you’re my ghost |
| I think you’re my ghost |
| Your my, my, my |
| Now I’m on my grind, my grind |
| I’m try and get this bread like, yeah |
| Tryna get my family fed out here |
| Rapp until my face is red out here |
| You gon' listen what I said out here |
| I don’t want you in my head ah yeah |
| I’m just tryin to speak the truth, I swear |
| Wastin' energy on you’s not fair |
| But in my heart you’re close |
| You’re still my, you’re still my ghost |
| You run around here so lost, you’re so lost, I swear |
| Wonderin what you lost, what you lost, it’s clear |
| You tryna push me away |
| Why you tryna push me away? |
| You’re so cold, you’re detached from here |
| Motives and motions by fear |
| Never wanna see me again |
| Nothin' else really makes sense, nothin' else, yeah |
| What we could have beenI think |
| 'bout it every time, I drink |
| Hope this go down for you |
| Burnin' all your gold for you |
| Sick and tired of ups and downs |
| Writin' songs about you now |
| Empty-handed, what I’ve found |
| Fightin' in the hallway |
| This the wrong way, we’ve been blowin' up |
| Screamin' through the walls, neighbors know it’s us |
| I’ve been on the bud, not close enough to what you do |
| I’ve been barely holdin' up, its true, yeah |
| Aw yeah, but I’m blowin' on the road and killin' shows |
| And labels callin', I’m not fallin' what they spewin' |
| Ballin', Patrick Ewing that’s proof |
| Don’t believe in ghosts |
| I know you’re my ghost |
| I think you’re my ghost |
| Your my, my, my |
| Now I’m on my grind, my grind |
| I’m try and get this bread like, yeah |
| Tryin to get my family fed out here |
| Rap until my face is red out here |
| You gon listen what I said out here |
| I don’t want you in my head out here |
| I’m just tryin to speak the truth I swear |
| Wasting energy on you’s not fair |
| But in my heart you’re close |
| You’re still my, you’re still my ghost |