Superstition (feat. MARCO PLUS)

Superstition intense, a bit too specific getting sick

A gut feeling been twisted in my intestine

Slipping set in cement when you hit the end

That smoking cess livin reckless with less or better intention

Intuition correct [as yet to betray me ?] even if my bitches look like Giselle

I play ‘em like Brady and that's just how it be look at Tristan ,Offset and Jay-Z

I remember when I said I will make it they called me crazy

Still ain't never have a yesman the best they telling me maybe

They trying to tell Slim I can spit it better than Shady

From the city where you shine even when the weather is rainy

And everybody grind, no one keep the weapon on safety

There's so many in the cycle but rarely any escaping

It's barely any love but a fam mounted all the hating

Some mosey poppin condoms to chase a ring like they Katie

But ain't no love for that baby just pain and struggle remaining

Lace them up, we ain't playing I'm flagrant I'm in the paint

Throwing elbows up out they face

If they tested my place then hello I'm best in the game

Yes let my testicle hang being authentic y'all got fake chested

I tested the chain cold blooded

So what? I took the breath to the flame

My thoughts is deadly as a pistol that'd pressed to your brain

Moon crescent an new legend entered again

When the pressure at ten I just put the stress in my pen

Isolation make you selfish yet to check on a friend

Through the letter is sent and then you regret what you've said

And again and again but don't forget the intent

Too many motherfuckers dead over some shit they ain't meant

Only remembered as a stain on cement, weigh on his head

What I witness as I wait 'till the end playing the credits

Blazing Berettas and stepping out in Maison Margiela's

I'm hard as the pavement they pacing on the [paying for better?]

Trying to figure out my mind again escaping my mental

Smoking spliffs without my common sense it way to the winner

I know this probably hit my chest just like a raging gorilla

Been tryna to think outside the box, but still gon safely deliver

Living life much quicker than what it's feeling like

So who you trust because I seen a couple really die

Teary eyed there ain't a secret that can heal the pride

Only fear is time running into the walls I leave behind

Read the signs with precaution protect my bleeding spine

And that's facts I ain't quick to get my back stab

The pistol, whip the guy, smack him, hit him with the black magnum

Flipping through the cash stacks within into the last chapter

Grew an instinct from living through the past faster

Running with some animals and sacrifice his last after

I could lead the lions or the rams, I feel like Matt Stafford

Time in the pocket only pull my hand to smack rappers

Cadillacs and tap gavel speaking to my demons

And my men alive they have battles

Been the bad apples since I fell out the tree

Stone cold glass shatter when I enter the ring

And even laugh at it when justice try to mention the king

Most y'all cracking under pressure

Questions get him to sing

Only steady elevating way I'm spreading my wings

They can't forget it plus my name has got a hell of a ring

Had to learn that death echo We remember this thing

But life ain't free so tell them what you ready to bring

Now they all tied up with a thread in the string

Y'all ain't ready for me

Life's a maze it's quite amazing

I've been wasted writing greatness you got to take a listen

I'mma relay the vision, that gate the system

I'm truly authentic

A dude get jarred then he get coupe de grace

You could all get it

Too bizarre with it you fools is all timid

I'm ruthless, raw and vicious My greatness to rule y'all sickness

Hold on

Trying to mask the peace inside these tragic streets

I'm packing heat 'cause **** always hating

But why they mad at me?

These motherfuckers thinking a race I'm in the fastest speed

Gasping to grab it they trying to make a **** pass the weed

You can hit it just make sure you get back to me

Reefer smoking all the pain keep the wolves off my brain

He and Scotty Bawler man I'm keeping score and calling the games

I've been mobbin mafioso poppin shot of guys get postal

The Glock inside the Volvo need profit by the boatload

I'm stomping around Brooklyn in my Jordan 4s

Looking for the corridors to greatness I'm pouring

So I’m patient though it's getting hard to stay

Even tempted and I get restless I respected my time coming

Even if it's not this second had to stop my second guessing

It was messing with my effervescence life trying to test me

Tell that bitch come up with better questions

I'm talking to God request protection for the serpents

I'm blessed, but I'm not perfect I'm a work in progress just like you

They trying to stop my growth but I'ma rise through My heart got the best beat that I could vibe to

But devils keep the fire with the red beam now his mind blue

I'll start a riot for my rights just like it's '92

You may see pray like Natalie, but

The sun will come out gradually

First Jesus had to be down to allow it

Ain't no doubt about it I just had to switch my mind state

Now I'm great 'cause time waits for no man with a crying face

Shout out to my girl for being there she helped me find grace

Kill my inhibitions and help me get to my divine place