Ghost - Intellectual

[Intro]

Okay Joel, that's fire

She told me that I’m better off alone

I’m an alien I don’t ever phone...

She told me that I’m better off alone

I’m an alien I don’t ever phone home

Tell me where you at when I’m swerving off the road

I’ve been so up but I’m feeling so low

Call your ass up but you left me on the ghost

Liquor mixed with pharmaceuticals

I was with you way way, now you post

Oh no

Women are like money, come and go

She say that she high grade

All she ever do is give me migraines naw

You could never feel my pain (Aye)

I been with this shits ever since we stopped (Yuh)

Told her that it’s violent, what you call it

I’ma need you right here baby, why you stalling

Ever since I hit my first lick, I’m high like pilots

And I’m boolin’ with my dawgs, cuz we move in silence

Silence silence

My wrist my wrist

My dawgs my jit’s

I can not slip

I can not quit

I might just flip

I need a sip

Don’t you just dip (Aye)

Better off alone