I step out my yard
And a black cat crosses my path
But I don't get shook or touch wood
I just laugh as it walks past
See I'm not that superstitious
But cause I'm so ambitious
I live every day as if my last
Waiting to meet my friends that have passed
I just hope they don't try to haunt me
Like The Ghost of Christmas Past
I was broke on Christmas last but this year we're flying business class
So we're moving strictly bars
Riding 'round in tinted cars
Tryna put food in our tummy fast
Tryna make everyone's money ours

Yeah I step out the car
Another black cat crosses my path
But no it's not déjà vu
Cause this ones wearing a hat