Creepin' Lyrics

Yo it's 4HEES on the track

Still smoking on the sack

The same psychopath

Making hella fuckin' racks

Still creepin' for your souls

Stealing all your fuckin' hoes

I been on the road

Killing motherfuckers just for show

Life and death I juxtapose

Mind and body I dispose

Fly real low like a mofuckin' crow

Haunted by my dreams

And I can't fall asleep

Same nightmare on repeat

I need some tryptamines

Rolling two deep in the mofuckin' Beem

Drive up real slow on the mofuckin' creep

Blast a fuckin' bitch if she holla at me

'Cause you know you can't talk to the mofuckin' king

Yeah you know I like it psychedelic

'Cause I'm a fucking relic of the past

Shooting bullets through your ass

When I chase a motherfucker yeah they run so fast

Can't fill the void inside

I need a homicide

Just to stay where I reside

In my head paralyzed

Feed the addiction that's controlling my soul

'Cause I got chains of darkness that won't let me go

So fucking delusional

And so fucking cynical

This life is so cyclical

It deserves a little ridicule

Stroke my own ego

Just so I can feel sane

Brain pecked by a seagull

With the drugs in my veins

Cop a fucking Gucci

And cop a fucking Louis

Yeah I spend so much

Just so I can feel bougie

Rockin' ASSC

That shit look good on me

Catch me at the afterparty

With all the coke fiends

Go to work

Go to sleep

Pop a Perc

Make a beat

You'll never see me coming 'cause I'm always on the creep

Always on the creep bitch

I'm always on the creep

Always on the creep bitch

I'm always on the creep

Always on the creep bitch

I'm always on the creep

Always on the creep bitch

I'm always on the creep

Yeah I'm so elite

Kiss my fucking feet

I want to go down as the motherfucking king

Yo fuck this fucking rap shit

I'mma bow out

I'mma take over the world

Just for the fucking clout

I just got one last thing that I want to say

I hope you fuckers rot right in your fucking graves