Tha Creator Lyrics

I'm too big for the shoes I fill

Peak for the moment but it still ain't real

Call it homicide with the flows I kill

Shows I feel myself too much

6'3 money made me shorter back then

At 16 I don't really know what happened

I'm 19 like the year I started

I'm a tornado

Hella unstable

I can't feel emotions

But you make me feel emotions

I ain't even know what's able

She wanted a label

I ain't signed to a label

And we argue and battle

Man this shit could be fatal to the joint

You beat around the bush I go straight up to the point

She said I do not love her but I really just might like

This wasn't the plan

We was fucking, we was kissing, I was holding her hand

It was cool before I met you, now I'm half of the man

Now it's cool now that I left you that won't happen again

I don't even really want the shoes that I'm filling

I can feel them turning me into the villain

I can't tell what's fake and now I'm fucking unreeling

Why I'm feelin myself too much

I guess I'm toxic, I never got over the first girl

Eventually decided to karma would reimburse her

Ironic, cause in the start I'd fucking curse her

But soon I see the tides will turn the clout I got reversed her

Music got diverser

Her life just got worser

Stalking all my Instagram like a goddamn researcher

Move on to the next bitch

Muscles when I flex, bitch

Money when I flex and that lil shorty is a nexus

Bitches say that men ain't shit then call a young boy sexist

Fuck it with this young boy, that gon kick her out for breakfast

This bitch making Honda Civic money, drive a Lexus

Pussy like my laugh, because that pussy is infectious

Shit

I just gotta meditate

Better when I medicate

Haters shit I let him hate

Nah fuck that shit I set it straight

Not cocky, I'm just confident

Boy drank too much and

*gags*

I gotta make it extreme

I gotta push all the boundaries

She said it's not about me

But bitch do without me

She tryna make it a scene

She tryna fuck,

Fuck,

Fuck,

Fuck

She tryna fuck

She wanna free pass

I'm boutta relapse

And this bitch I really just wanted my penis

I put these bitches through hell

She was an angel but for me she fell

Put that bitch under a spell

We vibin', we lovin', life going to well

We at the peak like lapel

But in the moment I could never tell

She left me cause she couldn't help

She left me cause she knew that she couldn't help