G.O.A.R.N

Mero - Ghost of a Real Nigga

[Verse 1]
Always afraid to die, but never afraid to live
I’m afraid I might have some kids
And fuck up my whole chain of events
Then show up with a chain and a bitch
I never came from the abyss
But I feel like my downfall is downtime, I try to live better
But they forecast bad weather
Better grab an umbrella
‘Cause ima make it through my parade drier than a desert

[Hook]
If I say I'm real for real believe me
I know life is hard but I make it look easy
Teach me the way lord teach me teach me
Can't leave now cuz' I know the game needs me
If it's get rich or die trying then I am a ghost of a real nigga
This is the ghost of a real nigga

[Chorus]
Things ain't looking up even when I'm looking up
Things ain't looking up even when I'm looking up
Things ain't looking up even when I'm looking up
Things ain't looking up even when I'm looking up

[Verse 2]
You give effort like you give to the homeless, you got none to spare
Fuck love in the air, I got my gun in the air
Screaming, “Life ain’t fair”
And I followed the rules, I guess you cheated with death
Taking shots at me, I guess they needed a vest
Texting, driving, my crazy ex called the world
And all we do is sext
Before I crash, I bet I fuck the world the best
Save it for the birds, leave yo ass a nest

[Hook]
If I say I'm real for real believe me
I know life is hard but I make it look easy
Teach me the way lord teach me teach me
Can't leave now cuz' I know the game needs me
If it's get rich or die trying then I am a ghost of a real nigga
This is the ghost of a real nigga

[Chorus]
Things ain't looking up even when I'm looking up
Things ain't looking up even when I'm looking up
Things ain't looking up even when I'm looking up
Things ain't looking..fuck

[Verse 3]
I don’t fuck with these, I don’t fuck with those
I don’t fuck with condom rappers, I don’t fuck with hoes
I don’t fuck with anybody truth be told
I can’t roll with y’all ‘cause I don’t even smoke
I am so antisocial
That I might rob you for your social
Mail you to your mans go Postal
My best friend told me that I’m loco
Might as well do a home invasion with the guys
I see the house right there, that ain’t really wise
Fuck that, I gotta go and get what’s mine
I bust the window with the rock, the clock reads nine
I’m in the kitchen, hear this nigga fishin for his 9
Fear is in my eyes, murder on his mind
Before I jumped, he shot 7 times
Green grass turned red
White tee turned red
18 year old teen turned dead