Hocus Pocus

I see ghosts
 All my enemies are jealous, how it's goes
 Bitch I know, all the money we've been making's fucking gross
 On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows
 Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago
 Yeah, finally makin' dollar bills
 Touring's paying for the thrills
 Devil rapping made us mills
 Poppin off, I got no chill
 I made the track, like didn't I?
 You never fucked with me, now we tight
 If it was up to me, you could fuckin' die
 (Hold up that was kinda mean bro)
 Big connection, yeah, you know, we kill it every time
 Yeah, I pour my soul right into every song I fuckin' write
 Saving kids from every shitty fuckin' thought of suicide
 Feelin' good 'cause I know, I got Satan chillin' by my side (yeah)
 (I see ghosts)
 (All my enemies are jealous, how it's goes)
 (Bitch I know, all the money we've been making's fucking gross)
 (On the low, me and Jake been tourin', selling out these shows)
 (Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago)
 I see ghosts
 All my enemies are jealous, how it's goes
 Bitch I know, all the money we've been making's fucking gross
 On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows
 Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago
 Never thought I'd make it here, facing fears, jumping on Lear
 Overseas, overworked, but I know the stress is worth it
 In the end I'll die a king, I've said that probably 10 times
 Only got one life and I'mma live like it all ends tonight
 Used to break down on the highway, now I pull up in a Benz
 I don't mean to sound pretentious but I worked hard for this shit
 And you can do it too, don't let nobody stop you from your dreams
 Here's a middle finger to the ones that only intervene
 (I see ghosts)
 (All my enemies are jealous, how it's goes)
 (Bitch I know, all the money we've been making's fucking gross)
 (On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows)
 (Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago)
 I see ghosts
 All my enemies are jealous, that how it's goes
 Bitch I know, all the money we've been making's fucking gross
 On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows
 Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago