Hocus Pocus lyrics

[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, how it goes
b*tch I know, all the money we’ve been making's f*cking gross
On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows
Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago

[Verse 1: Josh A]
Yuh
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 f*ck with me, now we tight
If it was up to me, you could f*ckin' die
(Hold up, that was mean bro)
Back in action, yeah you know we kill it every time
Yeah I pour my soul right into every song I f*ckin' write
Saving kids from every sh*tty f*ckin' thought of suicide
Feelin' good cause I know I got Satan chillin' by my side

[Pre-Chorus: Josh A]
(I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, how it goes
b*tch I know, all the money we’ve been making's f*cking gross
On the low, me and Jake been tourin', selling out these shows
Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago)
[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, that how it’s goes
b*tch I know, all the money we’ve been making's f*cking gross
On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows
Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago

[Verse 2: Jake Hill]
Never thought I'd make it here, facing fears, jumping on a 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 imma 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 sh*t
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

[Pre-Chorus: Jake Hill]
(I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, how it goes
b*tch I know, all the money we’ve been making's f*cking gross
On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows
Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago)

[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, how it goes
b*tch I know, all the money we’ve been making's f*cking gross
On the low, me and Josh been tourin', selling out these shows
Holy smokes, packin' houses, only met a year ago