Verse 1 (Mogli the Iceburg)
You said you don't love me no more
I said not this again ah nah
This will be the last time I'm sure
You and I will have this argument ah 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 is 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
Missin your company, cause I didn't see it through
Didn't love perfectly, I know I'm guilty too
And thats the reason why I find myself forgivin you
Ever since it happened I've been hidden in the stu
Only comin out to do a show with the cru
Girl you should've known that I always stay on the move
Oh (Adlib)
Pre-hook (OnCue)
Don't believe in ghosts
I know you're my ghost
I think your my ghost
Your my, my, my
Now I'm on my grind
My grind
I'm tryin to get this bread like yeah
Hook (Mogli the Iceburg)
Tryin to get my family fed out here
Rappin til 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
Wastin energy on you's not fair
But in my heart you're close
You're still my, you're still my ghost
Verse 2 (OnCue)
You run around here so lost
You're so lost I swear
Wonderin what you lost
What you lost its clear
You tryin to push me away
Why you tryin to push me away?
You're so cold you're detached from here
Motives and motions by fear
Never wanna see me again
Nothing else really makes sense
Nothing else, yeah
What we could have been I think
Bout it every time I drink
Hope this goes 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 its 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, im not fallin what they spewin
B-b-Ballin, Patrick Ewing thats proof
Pre-hook (OnCue)
Don't believe in ghosts
I know you're my ghost
I think your my ghost
Your my, my, my
Now I'm on my grind
My grind
I'm tryin to get this bread like yeah
Hook (Mogli the Iceburg)
Tryin to get my family fed out here
Rappin til 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
Wastin energy on you's not fair
But in my heart you're close
You're still my, you're still my ghost
