Creepin Lyrics

Go ahead, tell me that you found another one

Go ahead, tell me you ain't mean to hurt me but

You're still in love, but you just need some space to find

You a wordsmith, so I'm giving you that

But I can't say that I ain't see the things that slipped through the cracks

See, I wasn't looking at your eyes, but what sits in the back

I asked to see what you would say, whole time I knew where you at

See, I had snipers in my city like I'm Kodak

And it took one fold to get a nigga too mad

It take a phone call to get your nigga two tapped

You talking like it's light bulbs, saying screw this, screw that

Move back, she's about to take off, jet pack

One mouth, but I got like six xans in this hand

You tell me to let it go like I can My bad, I done spent some months, I've been detached

Lab rat, mixing up the substance I'm hoping I'm gaining something from it

Don't call me a junkie, but this is my only way of running

Talk behind my back, don't remember us having that discussion

Stupid hoe gon' hide it from me, but pop out with him in public

These hoes ain't shit, but demons creeping, leave a nigga tweaking

I pour my red and beat my cup, cause my heart was bleeding

I hit my plug and say, what's up, tell his ass, I need it

I'm in the club, I'm throwing up, off the jimmy's, geekin

I told you everything was fine, fine But you still on my mind, oh

Speeding down this highway, I'm living out a crawlspace

I'm hoping that you're happy, even if you can't be with me

Even if you don't deserve that shit, even though I'm hurt for real

You said you'd come right back for me, I never heard from you

You cut ties, toe that line Fuck my feelings like my heart wasn't broke

In your eyes was something I don't know Recognize the shit I seen before

These hoes ain't shit, but demons creeping, leave a nigga tweaking

I pour my red and beat my cup, cause my heart was bleeding

I hit my plug and say, what's up, tell his ass, I need it

I'm in the club, I'm throwing up, off the jimmy's, geekin