Superstition

Yeah
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition, if i can start to believe
It’s never given to me, it’s never given to me
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, Guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition, if i can start to believe
It’s never given to me, it’s never given to me
Got indecisions, I got this shit on my back
I wanna step up to the track but I’m filled with the lack
Of fucking everything around me feeling worthwhile
Of fucking anything I do being something to smile about
I’m fucking down lately, like the place that I live
I’m fucking up lately, it’s been such a curse, no gift
I’ll fuck up anywhere as long as I can get what I give
I’m giving all of myself, like I’m fucking addicted
Like shit, I mean, what else am I doing?
Nothing else I’m accruing is ever really new
Cause all my following has come from was an unoriginality
I told all of my friends that HG was a fallacy
And they were like, «Shit, man, that can’t be true, man. That shit was you, man.
That made you you man.»
And I said «You can’t and won’t ever know»
One vid, 500k, won’t sell me shows or buy me clothes or pay for a home
Or show my family that music wasn’t a joke
Cause this shit don’t blow, I’m self made, you can’t buy my image
I’m self taught, call this left side livin'
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition, if i can start to believe
It’s never given to me, it’s never given to me
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition, if i can start to believe
It’s never given to me, it’s never given to me
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition, if i can start to believe
It’s never given to me, it’s never given to me
Got indecisions, I got this shit on my back
I wanna step up to the track but I’m filled with the lack
Of fucking everything around me feeling worthwhile
Of fucking anything I do being something to smile about
I’m fucking down lately, like the place that I live
I’m fucking up lately, it’s been such a curse, no gift
I’ll fuck up anywhere as long as I can get what I give
I’m giving all of myself, like I’m fucking addicted
Like shit, I mean, what else am I doing?
Nothing else I’m accruing is ever really new
Cause all my following has come from was an unoriginality
I told all of my friends that HG was a fallacy
And they were like, «Shit, man, that can’t be true, man. That shit was you, man.
That made you you man.»
And I said «You can’t and won’t ever know»
One vid, 500k, won’t sell me shows or buy me clothes or pay for a home
Or show my family that music wasn’t a joke
Cause this shit don’t blow, I’m self made, you can’t buy my image
I’m self taught, call this left side livin'
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition, if i can start to believe
It’s never given to me, it’s never given to me
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition
Got indecisions, fucking literally
And ammunition, I guess it’s figuratively
It’s superstition