Lyrics:
to live this way
Take away all this pain
As time
As time passes by
The same thoughts creep into my mind
The shadows overtake me
I beg death to greet me
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Ghost girls
Ghost girls
"They creep in my closet and they make me bleed"
I got ghost girls, yeah
Ghost girls
"They are the ones who get the best
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
hurt if you come from out of town
But down by lord that's word
Fantastic
Show stoppin emcees
Yeah here streets is move by glocks in whos pocket
But
it be done
To kill the first born Pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first-born man
Die by my hand
I creep
I was on soot
I was on creep, niggaz on look
I ain’t gotta say why
I give a nod and walk straight by
Bare bait eyes
She came out on G
What da fuck u
enough.
I think I'm going off the deep end
Watch me leap in
I'm a heathen
Motherfuck a demon
I'ma creep in like a murder sequence
Sleep them
Eat them
Cause
Deep, on a creep, fifty songs tucked under the prone
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
I keep a big old nigga beater heater
It's in the trunk of my
into my head
Into my head. Into my head. Into my fucking head, until I'm fucking dead
When the suicidal thoughts creep, I force them into my head
One by
The beast lives out of the raging storm in the dead of night
The ravenous blood-sick creature searches for its sacrifice
Through the hideous
it be done
To kill the first born Pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first-born man
Die by my hand
I creep
with me
Let me live life
Light up the night
Popping champagne
I see a dime piece
By the bar
Imma pull up
Bout to scoop that number
Call me call me
When
(brrrrrrrah)
Our math by definition is (yah)
We're creeps (we're creeps)
And creatures (and creatures)
Genius's (genius's)
And ghostcats (yah)
We're creeps
I done lost I done lost a few brothers to the street
At night it's hard to sleep
I know the reaper trying to creep
RIP to Bee Trab and Maurice
I done
walk down with a stick
Get you outside when he see where you live
Get you inside, by the baby, by the crib
He don't give a fuck who you are, who you
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
just the life I live
Duck and dodge these bitches
I ain't tryna get caught by the right one
Left my plug alone and I went and found the right one
Ran
warning
The one who lives inside is calling
Every soul that enters is dying
Come on inside
There's no place left to hide
This shit is definitely haunted by
on the creep creep
Bangin randoms e-ver-ry week
"Hey bae" text from bitches ain't me
Janky hoes wishing they was me
Throwing hands like he gone hit me
Fucked
Creep in before the rise of the sun
Execute a story never told
Do not think, just do
No human emotion
Who says I'm even human at this point?
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