[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, how it 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

[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 fuck with me, now we tight
If it was up to me, you could fuckin' 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 fuckin' write
Saving kids from every shitty fuckin' 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
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)
[Chorus: Jake Hill]
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

[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 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

[Pre-Chorus: Jake Hill]
(I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, how it 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)

[Chorus: Jake Hill]
I see ghosts
All my enemies are jealous, how it 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