Creepin

[Intro]

(Ayo, Donovan, heat that up)

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 1]

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 folks dependin' on mе

Nickel bag, twenty bag and it cash mean somеthin'

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?

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2]

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

[Chorus]

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