GHOST BUSTA

[HOOK](x2)
When you're alone and so empty
Who you gonna call?(x3)
When the blessings are plenty but you're feeling small
Who you gonna call?(x2)

[VERSE]
Better keep your hopes down they're soaring upward
The people you drop like weights have suffered
Just put your head down and keep it covered
Better count your days cause they're fucking numbered

See these are the types that will take you for granted
This sense of entitlement, don't understand it
Push from the back and they'll think that they've won
And when push comes to shove you can bet that they'll run

Then look at you stunned
When you hit em with the what? why? where were you when I needed you most?
They're all around looking for a piece of the cake
But when you're hungry notice how they go ghost

One day these empty motherfuckers will realise how lonely it is at the top by yourself
The Lucid crew we do it all for the love, put our homies on fuck all the fame and the wealth

[HOOK](x2)