"Creepin" lyrics
(Ayo, Donovan, heat that up)
They say, "How this nigga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?"
Over a hundred shots on the E-way, I gotta make it home
I learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
Go ride for your brother when he call you, if it's right or wrong
Wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, "How the fuck I'm 'posed to run this shit up anyway?"
Go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but I know I'll get the check and cash out on the first day
Fuck that, I'm thuggin', I gotta get some money
All the plugs scared to front me, so I gotta hit my cousin
Can't be out here bummin', my folk dependin' on me
Nickel bag, twenty bag, any cash mean somethin'
It's a drought, I'm runnin' out, but they trap down the street jumpin'
Send my lil' bitch in they spot, go peep it out and tell me somethin'
If they got dog look at the camera, blind spot, give me that money
That red dot, look through that scope, now where them pounds at, lil' buddy?
They say, "How this nigga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?"
Over a hundred shots on the E-way, I gotta make it home
I learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
Go ride for your brother when he call you, if it's right or wrong
Wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, "How the fuck I'm 'posed to run this shit up anyway?"
Go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but I know I'll get the check and cash out on the first day
Baby out the package, door swangin', I'm stackin'
If them niggas catch me lackin', I deserve whatever happen
Pistol packin', four crackin', 'bows stashed in the attic
Sticks came automatic, paranoid, I'll let you have it
Take that risk, I know what come with this, nitch, I been a savage
Hundred bands, count that shit by hand, stuff it under my mattress
Wash my hands 'cause I'm a bloody man just like Charles Manson
To that money I be dancin', when it's tension, I don't panic, nigga
They say, "How this nigga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?"
Over a hundred shots on the E-way, I gotta make it home
I learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
Go ride for your brother when he call you, if it's right or wrong
Wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, "How the fuck I'm 'posed to run this shit up anyway?"
Go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but I know I'll get the check and cash out on the first day
They say, "How this nigga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?"
Over a hundred shots on the E-way, I gotta make it home
I learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
Go ride for your brother when he call you, if it's right or wrong
Wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, "How the fuck I'm 'posed to run this shit up anyway?"
Go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but I know I'll get the check and cash out on the first day
Fuck that, I'm thuggin', I gotta get some money
All the plugs scared to front me, so I gotta hit my cousin
Can't be out here bummin', my folk dependin' on me
Nickel bag, twenty bag, any cash mean somethin'
It's a drought, I'm runnin' out, but they trap down the street jumpin'
Send my lil' bitch in they spot, go peep it out and tell me somethin'
If they got dog look at the camera, blind spot, give me that money
That red dot, look through that scope, now where them pounds at, lil' buddy?
They say, "How this nigga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?"
Over a hundred shots on the E-way, I gotta make it home
I learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
Go ride for your brother when he call you, if it's right or wrong
Wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, "How the fuck I'm 'posed to run this shit up anyway?"
Go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but I know I'll get the check and cash out on the first day
Baby out the package, door swangin', I'm stackin'
If them niggas catch me lackin', I deserve whatever happen
Pistol packin', four crackin', 'bows stashed in the attic
Sticks came automatic, paranoid, I'll let you have it
Take that risk, I know what come with this, nitch, I been a savage
Hundred bands, count that shit by hand, stuff it under my mattress
Wash my hands 'cause I'm a bloody man just like Charles Manson
To that money I be dancin', when it's tension, I don't panic, nigga
They say, "How this nigga come from dirt to bad hoes and bankrolls?"
Over a hundred shots on the E-way, I gotta make it home
I learned from my struggles, stack that duffle, get your hustle on
Go ride for your brother when he call you, if it's right or wrong
Wait for it and got it in the best way, was young like, "How the fuck I'm 'posed to run this shit up anyway?"
Go get me a job and try to stack up at a workplace, but I know I'll get the check and cash out on the first day
