CREEPIN

(Okazaki)

Fighting my demons they talking to me, they creeping up onto the street (oh yeah)

I got a 9 and I'm ready to pass it, all of my pockets, they deep

I made a hit bitch I'm young K-O-Z, I'm creeping up onto the street

I'm creepin', I'm creepin, they creepin up all onto me

I know some niggas who stealing my swag, they always just wanna be me

I done told you my pockets they deep, he signing his life away just for the free (oh yuh)

That could never be me

The red dot it aim at his head

The 32 clip full of lead

You speaking on gang then ya dead

You know we don't rock with the feds

I ran this shit up in my bed

For me it's too easy like layups, and no I'm not texting yo bae yuh

I record this shit in my basement, take me way back to no bae yuh

My stick leave him praying to God

But he don't believe in a God

I make him believe in a God

You living ya life a faucade

I'll sneak you and bury you right in yo yard

That nigga talk on me but he spits like bars

You dead, you a zombie, you crashing yo car, and I'm paying attention I'll rip you apart

Put a hole in your arm

My choppa go "do-do-do" sound the alarms

I'm spraying at you-you-you I'll leave unharmed

I light up the other dude I keep my calm

(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)

Fighting my demons they talking to me, they creeping up onto the street(they talking to me)

I got a 9 and I'm ready to pass it, all of my pockets, they deep

I made a hit bitch I'm young K-O-Z, I'm creeping up onto the street

I'm creepin', I'm creepin, they creepin up all onto me

I know some niggas who stealing my swag, they always just wanna be me

I done told you my pockets they deep, he signing his life away just for the free (oh yuh)

That could never be me