In a world where authenticity is often questioned, GhostBoi's lyrics delve into themes of self-assuredness and disdain for superficiality. The artist asserts his success without the need for ostentation, critiquing those who flaunt wealth they may not possess. The recurring motif of tossing money into a wishing well symbolizes a desire for the disappearance of insincere individuals. Despite accusations that money has changed him, GhostBoi maintains his core identity, emphasizing that true power lies in silence rather than noise. The imagery of rising from mortality and wielding a blade underscores his resilience and readiness to confront deceit. Ultimately, the song juxtaposes genuine strength against hollow bravado, urging listeners to see beyond illusions and recognize true substance.
Wishuwell
Lyrics
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Say the money done changed me, I don't feel no different
Still the same a different name but swear the soul ain't missing
I whisper through the screen, but reality I'm silent
The ones that make the least noise, screaming like a siren
Stepping up to bat with a blade, rule breaker
Think you getting mad, I'm too real, you a faker
Killed myself on accident and rose to mortality
Take a swing and watch your head fly, fatality
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, bitch I'm, bitch I'm, bitch I'm)
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Say the money done changed me, I don't feel no different
Still the same a different name but swear the soul ain't missing
I whisper through the screen, but reality I'm silent
The ones that make the least noise, screaming like a siren
Stepping up to bat with a blade, rule breaker
Think you getting mad, I'm too real, you a faker
Killed myself on accident and rose to mortality
Take a swing and watch your head fly, fatality
You can't see shit with the wool in your eyes
Ghost I'm the myth you the fool in demise
Demon rising, the ghoul in disguise
Lighting and thunder the drool of the skies
You can't see shit with the wool in your eyes
Ghost I'm the myth you the fool in demise
Demon rising, the ghoul in disguise
Lighting and thunder the drool of the skies
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Say the money done changed me, I don't feel no different
Still the same a different name but swear the soul ain't missing
I whisper through the screen, but reality I'm silent
The ones that make the least noise, screaming like a siren
Stepping up to bat with a blade, rule breaker
Think you getting mad, I'm too real, you a faker
Killed myself on accident and rose to mortality
Take a swing and watch your head fly, fatality
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, bitch I'm, bitch I'm, bitch I'm)
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Bitch I'm balling on you I don't need to post about it
You throwing money through the screen, but it's yours I doubt it
I toss a thousand dollar band in a wishing well
And hope to god these lames will fade, yeah I wish you well
Say the money done changed me, I don't feel no different
Still the same a different name but swear the soul ain't missing
I whisper through the screen, but reality I'm silent
The ones that make the least noise, screaming like a siren
Stepping up to bat with a blade, rule breaker
Think you getting mad, I'm too real, you a faker
Killed myself on accident and rose to mortality
Take a swing and watch your head fly, fatality
You can't see shit with the wool in your eyes
Ghost I'm the myth you the fool in demise
Demon rising, the ghoul in disguise
Lighting and thunder the drool of the skies
You can't see shit with the wool in your eyes
Ghost I'm the myth you the fool in demise
Demon rising, the ghoul in disguise
Lighting and thunder the drool of the skies
Writer(s): Korben Osta
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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