Superstition (feat. Jay Watts)

Ooooh I don't know, I can try

Ooooo They trying to do me wicked

Ooooh I only do things with love

So I don't know why I'm going through...

I done fed ****, I done taught ****

Turned pussy **** to shark ****

Let **** fuck up the bulk ****

And I still chilled and I fucked with them

I done fought with them, I done fought for them

Pep talked and gave heart to them

Commissary, take the cart to them

Gave them the game, I'm like art to them

Shed some light when it was dark to them

Paid the price when the narcs got them

Lawyer fees when the ops told

Gave them new guns when they got old

They would never feel a bump like a pothole

Even when I'm down, it would not show

I would hit the plug if he got low

And said I need a little something for the block bro

But shit got wicked

Other **** telling **** snitch bid used to be dismissed

Shit, everybody thug until Feds in the mix and it turns for the worst

And the **** see the time they offer from the rip and the **** straight bitch

And the **** drop a slip and that slip got a tip

What the fuck, man? Shit... Shit...

Ooooh I don't know, I can try

Ooooo they trying to do me wicked

Ooooh I only do things with love

So I don't know why I'm going through this shit

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

I done seen a whole lot of shit

I done seen fighters turn to bitch

I done seen killers turn to snitch

I done seen loyalty turn to if

I done seen my man take the stand

I done seen my man point at him

I done heard prosecution say again

Then my man point again

I'm like damn it's a shame

Anything to get the fame

But when them odds against you man

Only God can pick the pain

I done did bullshit, dumb shit

Robbed **** on some young shit

Just happy I ain't buried, I ain't done quit

R.I.P. won't come yet

You wanna give the game up

In like two weeks you gonna make a change up

And the police coming with them handcuffs

You was almost finished, now you jammed up

Realize karma got you

That shit feel like a **** blocked you

All them bands saved up, they done mopped you

And that shit hurt bad like they shot you, FUCK!

Ooooh I don't know, I can try

Ooooo they trying to do me wicked

Ooooh I only do things with love

So I don't know why I'm going through this shit

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Ooooh I don't know...

Ooooo they trying to do me wicked

Ooooh I only do things with love

So I don't know why I'm going through this...

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)

Superstition got me moving different (Different)