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Home booth no price to it
Racks coming in
Next thing you know I'm in a Cullinan
Not falling for tricks oh no not again
In the 254 throwing out shots

the rhymes, hawawezi complain cause
See we repping the 254
Mziki tamu that's for sure
Na mafans wakisema tunarudia
Energy ni kali, ya kuvutia vutia
Mi na squad

#INTRO
Big Daddy
Mhhhh
Ni Vampk 254

#VERSE
You've been crying for long walae
Chozi lakaza ndoo karae
Coz you were left by some random guy
Now you've

VERSE II
    Mmh! mh! mh!! .. mhmh!!! .. Mmh! mh! mmmmmmmh!! .. Mmh! mh! mh!! .. mhmh!!! .. Mmh! mh! mh!!  .. mmmmmmmh!!
   Twende By Show I Love You Baby

Post up in the trap all by lonesome with more milly's
All these niggas talking with no sense they need more 50s
Turning 16 getting big so don't act

ticking hands the days go by and still I'm waiting here forever lost in time in floating space and where’s the purpose counting feathers it’s a fallacy

were told
Living a lie but number nine will erode the visitors
Home girl here as dividends
I treat her well she's by my side as evidence
Show

around at this innocence
Yeah we’ve got to drown out what is in the depths
I’ve been sleeping by myself
My thoughts are creeping out my mouth
I jump

counting racks by the tens
Getting so lit while I’m a hitting a lick I be thinking on how we acquired these bands
Quietly creeping up I know you see it you

Torn by the people you lost
They left a wound inside you
Shadows of the people you love
Are creeping in the room around you
They're creeping
They're

Creeping Death

Metallica

The Metallica Collection

2009

written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

(Die) (is that everyone?)
Die by my hand
I creep across the land

Creeping Death

Metallica

Creeping Death

1990

written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Die by my hand (die)
I creep across the land (die)
Killing first

like Christ
I've gotten back up
And by surrendering to God
It made me spiritually tough
Yeah there's people out there who comment and question my faith

I told my momma im da man, ain't nothing bout it they could do 
And if they creeping where I stand, i'm sorry ma i gotta shoot

I told my momma im da

on the gas 
No brakes 
We gone get lit anyway
You might see me out on any day 
Baby take a seat yea  
Tell me what you drinking 
We be sneaking we be creeping

Creeping through the city
Looking like a boss
Windows all tinted
Man forget them laws
Stunning on hater
So i gotta ball
I don't want a piece dawg
I

the rug
Because one day it’s gonna be soaked in by the floods
In the lobby of this complex who’s lower condo is now host to an aquarium
The overwhelming

thing ain't in no competition
A nigga just can't stop I got too much ambition
I do what I please I don't need your permission
Bitch im creeping through

not trustin a soul
I done seen how it be in the dark, got em creeping
Running back I'm really out on the field all my haters been talking while watching

bullshit
Now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullshit
Now

a few issues baby
And you should know they show
And although I try to hold them in
They keep creeping out the hole
That I put them in
Let me begin by

The cold sweat of the night caused by whispered words
They're so beautiful
So beautiful
And when the tunnel vision brain lights the candle's wick

Every hair standing at the thought
Are you haunted by his hands under your clothes
When you feel him creeping

Can you feel your skin crawling
Are you

Beef

Tee Grizzley

Beef

2017

sleeping on these niggas)
You know I'm on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)
I come on your street
(We're just creeping on these niggas) Yeah
Fuck