Produced By Jourdain Casper.



Energy: High / Twerk / Bounce



The Official Ghosty Ghost 👻

Ghosty Ghost  - Fuck It Up

How I miss the signs, pressure right under my skin
Phones keep buzzin’, bills stack while I’m clockin’ in
Had to freeze the night, brain locked in a spin
They say slow down, I can’t, everything cave in
City filed a case, but the case is my chest
Heart rate jumpin’ every time I try to rest
They say log off, stop talkin’, stop stressin’ online
Whole world watchin’ while I’m losin’ my spine
She say I’m wired too tight, say I think in alarms
But if I drop the grip, shit collapse in my arms
Try to breathe deep, lungs still cut short
Every win cost sleep, every loss cost more
Friends talk hope, I talk time and cost
One bad week put the whole shit on pause
Try to spread the load, tore a nerve in my hand
Family tied to me, we just tryin’ to stand
Walk out the bank, come back say I need more
Not for shine, just to keep shit afloat
I know I should stop, but the grind don’t quit
You call it obsession, I call it exist
Say it ain’t that deep, but you never been here
Try survive overload with no buffer, no gear

Mind don’t shut down, mind don’t sleep
You on the phone dreamin’, I’m countin’ receipts
I cut dead weight, keep tools I need
If it come down bad, I stand my feet
Mind don’t shut down, mind don’t sleep
You on the phone dreamin’, I’m countin’ receipts
I cut dead weight, keep tools I need
If it come down bad, I stand my feet

Double parked thoughts, whole head in the way
Every sound too loud, every light too fake
Step out tense, jaw locked, hands shake
Smile gone wrong, mask cracked at the face
We was young talk rich, now it’s rent talk only
Every plan got heavy, every road feel lonely
Clock eat days, days eat health
Body still runnin’ while the brain yell help
I don’t flex wins, I audit scars
Every step forward leave dents and marks
They say pace yourself, that’s a luxury word
Try pacing panic when the rent due first
All my moves sharp, no room for play
Burnout talkin’ to me in real time every day
I don’t want fame, I want margin space
I want one night where my chest don’t race
Built from pressure, not applause
Survival math, not moral cause
I got here raw, no safety net
If I fall back now, I lose respect

Mind don’t shut down, mind don’t sleep
You on the phone dreamin’, I’m countin’ receipts
I cut dead weight, keep tools I need
If it come down bad, I stand my feet
Mind don’t shut down, mind don’t sleep
You on the phone dreamin’, I’m countin’ receipts
I cut dead weight, keep tools I need
If it come down bad, I stand my feet

Mind still loud
Chest still tight
No pause
Just survive

Burnout overload

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