Look who Laughing Lyrics

You wanna know what's funny? I just text your ass, hold up

And I called you right back, no later than two seconds

And your monkey ass can't answer the fuckin' phone

Now if my black ass is out here gettin' beat on by cops

Tryin' to call somebody for my fuckin' safety.

I know not to call your black ass, cause this motherfuckin

Can't answer the goddamn phone like the goddamn phone ain't there

Nigga, I got an Apple Watch and a phone

Both them shits pop up on both devices

You ain't shit, nigga, I just want you to know that

You ain't shit and when you call me back

I hope you hear this voicemail before you call me back

So you know I know you ain't shit

I was painting pictures way before I knew my feelings

Thank God we turnin' strangers, I can finally fuck they bitches

Fresh like Mr. Clean, mama could've name me soap

We come from the trenches from the gutter, all we have was hope

Niggas beefin' through their lyrics, just inhale the smoke

Do somethin' that make me feel good, go and up the score

Jump in the booth, no pen and pad, this just practice, nigga

Run up an M by myself, look who laughin' with em

They didn't show me love, so I'm taxin' niggas

Call me a pallbearer, droppin' caskets with em

Finally found my sound, now I'm in my bag

They thought they was fuckin' with me, now I'm on they ass

I gave this music my whole heart, gave them all I had

I was broke and on my dick and I'm not goin' back

Now they callin' me about money, they don't care about my health

I got demons in my head, fightin' them by myself

Baby, I'm lonely. Come put that pussy on me

You should pull up on me. Fuck all that textin', how you want it

I was painting pictures way before I knew my feelings

Thank God we turnin' strangers, I can finally fuck they bitches

Fresh like Mr. Clean, mama could've name me soap

We come from the trenches from the gutter, all we have was hope

Niggas beefin' through their lyrics, just inhale the smoke

Do somethin' that make me feel good, go and up the score

Jump in the booth, no pen and pad, this just practice, nigga

Run up an M by myself, look who laughin' with em

I can't work no nine-to-five, tired of waitin' on it

I was singin' to they hoes, they was hatin' on it

Defense, how they beefin', we don't see shit

Opps linkin' up together, I done peeped it

Day ones, say they got me, don't believe em

Think that they support a nigga, I don't see em

Caged up , I got niggas really caged up

I got niggas takin' life, bitch, they K'd up

I paved the way, I had to take the lead

Diamonds water, they wet like the sea

Bitch bad, found a girl, love my dreams

I'm still Creedo, but my bitch call me Creed

I was painting pictures way before I knew my feelings

Thank God we turnin' strangers, I can finally fuck they bitches

Fresh like Mr. Clean, mama could've name me soap

We come from the trenches from the gutter, all we have was hope

Niggas beefin' through their lyrics, just inhale the smoke

Do somethin' that make me feel good, go and up the score

Jump in the booth, no pen and pad, this just practice, nigga

Run up an M by myself, look who laughin' with em