Creep At Night

[Intro: Tommy Wright III]
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night

[Verse 1: youngmindtrip]
You think that you gon get away, but karmas coming for ya
They say you got that top spot, but I’m gunnin for ya
I’m creepin real slowly
You hiding cause you owe me
I could pop off at any moment like Ginobili
I got holes on my t-shirt
Boy you better be sure
Before you come to me, you better do your fucking research
Got holes on my t-shirt
Boy you better be sure
Before you come to me, you better do your fucking research
Watch your fuckin mouth
You need to think before you speak
Cause at night's when I creep
See your life flash when you see me in the street
I guess you ain’t notice, but, I don’t give a fuck
I guess you ain’t notice, but, I ain’t giving up
It’s that dirty motherfucker comin out the Midwest
Never let a bitch rest
I leave em all distressed
Ain't nobody worth it in this motherfuckin shitfest, aye (ha)
Evil shit floats through my mind as I roam through the night
I might end the fight, but I don’t got the chrome or the knife
Evil shit floats through my mind as I roam through the night
I might end the fight, but I don’t got the chrome or the knife

[Hook: Tommy Wright III]
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at
Tommy, Tommy I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night

[Verse 2: Jerome]
Everyone I’m chillin with
Everybody sellin it
She already know the bitch
We are not the celibate ones
You can’t decrease the funds
Don’t be entering to the streets, just run
If you try to go speak they’ll probably reach for the guns
And I’m ready on a beat when it pops, shit is done
Yeah son
Now I’m on a vacation
Cause I bring the heat, burn my mouth with my tongue
When you run up on em figure I remove the opposition
And I use a politician to release my song
And I’m gonna make em listen cause nobody ever listened
If you play it at my funeral I bet my body glisten
Cause I’m listing, all the shit that I been reminiscing
Ahead of my time but In my race, I been disqualified, shit
I don’t know what to talk about
Everything beyond em man it's lonely to walk about
Cause I think that I’m better and I think my shit wetter
On the brink to get better but the sink gettin bigger
And my narcissistic mind’ll think that everybody dropping shit is wasting time
Yet ain’t nobody actually been popping mine
And maybe that’s just stages of a broken mind
I need someone to open mine, lobotomize
So I can learn to compromise and stop the lies yeah
But I gotta get the paper
But I gotta get the paper
Yeah
But I gotta get the paper
But I gotta get the paper
If you try to go speak they’ll probably reach for the guns
And I’m ready on a beat when it pops shit is done, Yeah son
Ye, ye, ye son
And if I’m barely on my feet don’t wanna hear where you from
Give a fuck about the beat that your cous nearly done
I’m done ye ye I’m done
And if a bitch don’t give me space she gon find herself erased
But it’s crazy how that change when she giving me the face
I'm gone, ye, ye I'm gone
And I’m bout to take a blame for some shit it be a shame
But you know I never snitch on my people from the 6ix
Ye son, ye ye ye son

[Outro: Tommy Wright III]
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night
Tommy Wright, I creep at night