Ghosted

De ja vu and you, am I seeing a ghost?

Shadowbanned me on Instagram

Have you seen any posts?

‘Cause I noticed you don’t be liking me living La vida loca with Boca Raton amigas

The breeze on the coast is key and

We’re eager to smoke

Nobody’s catching no z’s when I sleep with them both

And back home, locals are decent folks

But I know that we won’t be close when I need them the most

Already seeing all the snakes on the small scales

People I be I rooting for are praying this all fails

Now how’s that supposed to make me feel

When it’s all real

Then they go support some sort of stranger with tall tales?

Aw well, I’m hitting new heights in the stu lyrically

Swear it’s too true for me to care about who’s hearing me

It’s apparently an exercise in my futility

‘Cause I couldn’t even die unless it was you killing me

You know you’re killing me, right?

Still haunting me

Still haunting me

‘Cause sometimes I wanna whisper I miss you

But the issue is I missed me through the years I was with you

Single, used to picture something being official

Now after screening the visual seen the pixels is artificial

Plenty fish are in the sea and they hate swimming

How could I go vegan when I’m meating these great women?

How could I believe a single statement you making if it’s under the blanket of faking love that we made in it?

Say that something’s gotta give, they ain’t all taken

Hate’s been costing me a lot now it’s all vacant

Tryina fix the way I live while my heart’s breaking

Wanna say goodbye and I forgive you for not waiting

But you’re still haunting me

Shit is still haunting me

I try not to think about it