FIND OUT - Ghostie

Yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I must devour (Yeah)

Yeah, huh, uh-huh (Yeah)

I told y’all niggas, I hate y’all

Ah, I must devour, oh my God

Yeah

I must de—, I must de—

Okay

I’m just tryna figure out why niggas can’t see better days

Bein' young and making dumb decisions, wanna get away

My life is like a book, I’m rippin' chapters and burnin' your page

My life has been some shit lately, it’s something I can’t wipe away

It’s harder than you think and I love making excuses

I spent too much time in my life really losing

I let too many people in and they seen that shit

Never again, and I mean that shit

Heyo, I swear I need me a halo

Ayo, the person who sent you this

Wants you to know that you’s a bitch

I taught myself to hustle and to fish

Also, I’m a chef, hope you like this dish

Swish

I don’t wait for a wish or a hit like you

I must devour, I do

Don’t forget to duck, times two