Ghostly

Take a left on Rosebud, we're near my flat
Never lax, never chill she said, but so blessed
We'd hang outside 'til 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, ooh I love

So ayy bruh, call me on the phone for once
Ayy cuz, you don't got to be so alone
We ain't but, why you act so old all of a sudden
It ain't 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 four 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