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THAT'S WHY I CREEP

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THAT'S WHY I CREEP

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That's why I creep

And it's only a few of us to get the experience

This journey like this, you know what I'm sayin'?

The 'up shit' is up as it can get, you know what I'm sayin'?

And as down as it can get too, you know

It's beautiful

Before a nigga came up, they was waitin' on baby to blow (yeah, baby to blow)

And now I got these fuck-niggas hatin', they waitin' on baby to go (baby to go)

Yeah, that's why I creep, yeah

Only fuck with real niggas, that's why I ain't deed (that's why I ain't—, oh)

My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (that's why I ain't sleep, oh)

You can never tell the french, come with it, that's why it ain't me (that's why it ain't me)

That's why it ain't me, yeah

I'ma grab a blogsite nigga, hit him, put his face on the floor, why?

Yeah, 'cause y'all niggas' bitches, playin' games with real niggas

No remorse, nigga, cost a lot of real lifelines

Playin' round with a nigga children

Wasn't trippin' on y'all when played with my paper

'Cause I understand that's what comes with it

So I had to grow, get a little more focus

And stop runnin' from pain, had to take it and show

Had to stand on my name

And everyone that's on my shoulders (can't ever forget how—)

Before a nigga came up (yeah), they was waitin' on baby to blow

And now I got these fuck-niggas hatin' (yeah), they waitin' on baby to go

Yeah, that's why I creep, yeah (that's why I creep)

Only fuck with real niggas, that's why I ain't deed (only fuck with real niggas, oh)

My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (that's why I ain't sleep, yeah)

You can never tell the french, come with it, that's why it ain't me (that's why it ain't me)

That's why it ain't me, yeah (oh-oh, oh)

Yes, I, for your f-y-I, I'm the motherfuckin' best out

I like women with careful skin

Like the girl who used to sing with chill and get left out

Especially ones with brown skin, like chilly and left eye

Who pray when I'm stressed out

Baby, can you give me tlc?

I'm on the road alone, I wish you was with me

And, yeah, I see the way they hate on me, like hoes

For leavin', better if they hate, because I'm free (free)

Uh, football niggas can't hold me

I'm givin' penalties like I'm a referee, I ain't did shit that I ain't already told you

Convinced none of these bitch-ass niggas met a soldier

Convinced none of these bitches never met them a kirk

It's a good to be true type of nigga, I told you I ain't perfect

You thought that I was, it ain't work

Now you tryna convince the whole world I'm a jerk

And these the everyday struggles of a real nigga

I'm talkin' to good, nigga

Make him off, like a fuck-nigga

But don't trip and just look different

The shit I've been through need to be in a book, nigga

And plus, I done shook niggas

And don't ever judge a book by the way that the cover on it

Or the way that it look, nigga, 'cause—

Before a nigga came up (yeah), they was waitin' on baby to blow

And now I got these fuck-niggas hatin' (yeah), they waitin' on baby to go

Yeah, that's why I creep, yeah (that's why I creep)

Only fuck with real niggas, that's why I ain't deed (only fuck with real niggas, oh)

My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (that's why I ain't sleep, yeah)

You can never tell the french, come with it, that's why it ain't me (that's why it ain't me)

That's why it ain't me, yeah (oh-oh, oh)

(That's why, oh-oh)

(That's why, oh-oh)

(That's all, oh-oh, oh-oh)

(That's why, that's all, oh-oh)

(Motherfucker, that's that, oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

(Creep, oh-oh)

(Only fuck with real niggas, that's why I ain't deed, oh-oh)

(My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep, oh-oh)

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