Going Ghost - Sik World

Don’t know what’s wrong with me, life don’t belong to me, I’m twisted

But please don’t talk to me, I want my privacy, I’m different

My ex still stalking me, stop private calling me, I’m clicking

My demons taunting me, they always talk to me, their mischief

Got me so back and forth, like why am I rapping for?

Paralyzed by my trauma, denying my problems

A pain that I can’t ignore

It gets to the point that I get so motherfucking pist, that I just can’t record

So then I feel low, self loath, until well, I snap of course, I

Need to restart, they critique my art, regardless I’m still leaving a mark

Achieving it all, no need to applause, every record I’m giving

Is me conveying my feelings, hoping that one day I could just piece all my

thoughts

I’m releasing songs, that peak on the charts, unique with my bars

I’m the underdog, but when you see me I’m a leave you in awh

Don’t speak I’m in charge, keep thinking your hard

I’ll put you on blast, we’ll see who you are, just see me tomorrow, cause

Either way I’ma be here, you’ll be gone I’ll be here

I can tell your ends near, you have a weak career

Bitch I’m sik, they probably shouldn’t provoke him

I don’t trip, I body shit and you know this

We don’t click, it’s obvious you have motives

I’ll say this, I constantly feel alone when (Alone)

Strangers claiming that they know me when they really fucking don’t

Always saying that they love me but then judge me on the low

It’s fuck up, I scream fuck love, I just don’t want love anymore

I’m gone I gotta go, I’m gone I’m going ghost

Yeah, Yeah, I’m gone I’m going ghost (Ghost, ghost)

I’m gone I’m going ghost (Ghost, ghost)

I’m gone I’m going ghost (Ghost, ghost)

I’m gone (Ghost)

Oh you’re a fan?

I don’t believe it

How do I know, I’ma tell you the reason

You only me know me from my seven years remix

Check all my releases, my catalogue deepens

My baggage is heavy, I carry my demons

They cut till I’m bleeding, I’m up while you’re sleeping

I’m not the bigger person, I’ma get even

The reaper of rap, bitch I’m back to my reaping

L’m thinking about shaking this industry up

Got millions of streams, it isn’t enough

You say you gon diss me?

I think it’s a bluff

You’re not on my radar, I’m levels above

I stick with my gut, just look what it’s done

Got two million monthly listeners a month

I’m watching you plunge, I’m watching for fun

I love when you fail, I’m devious huh

No, I was the good guy till you made me bad

The tables turned, now you feel my rath

I’m flourishing and I can’t go back

Woah, I’m not hollywood or sell out, I’m bringing hell now

Always walk around with my head down cause

Strangers claiming that they know me when they really fucking don’t

Always saying that they love me but then judge me on the low

It’s fuck up, I scream fuck love, I just don’t want love anymore

I’m gone I gotta go, I’m gone I’m going ghost

Yeah, Yeah, I’m gone I’m going ghost (Ghost, ghost)

I’m gone I’m going ghost (Ghost, ghost)

I’m gone I’m going ghost (Ghost, ghost)

I’m gone (Ghost)