4HEES - Creepin' Lyrics

Yo it's 4HEES on the track
Still smoking on the sack
The same psychopath
Making hella f*ckin' racks
Still creepin' for your souls
Stealing all your f*ckin' hoes
I been on the road
Killing motherf*ckers just for show
Life and death I juxtapose
Mind and body I dispose
Fly real low like a mof*ckin' crow
Haunted by my dreams
And I can't fall asleep
Same nightmare on repeat
I need some tryptamines
Rolling two deep in the mof*ckin' Beem
Drive up real slow on the mof*ckin' creep
Blast a f*ckin' bitch if she holla at me
'Cause you know you can't talk to the mof*ckin' king
Yeah you know I like it psychedelic
'Cause I'm a f*cking relic of the past
Shooting bullets through your ass
When I chase a motherf*cker 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 f*cking delusional
And so f*cking 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 f*cking Gucci
And cop a f*cking 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 f*cking feet
I want to go down as the motherf*cking king
Yo f*ck this f*cking rap shit
I'mma bow out
I'mma take over the world
Just for the f*cking clout
I just got one last thing that I want to say
I hope you f*ckers rot right in your f*cking graves