Creepin'

Post a pic on set
And now u remember
Looking through ya phone
Tryna find my number
DM slide like a infield runner
Mean you tryna scratch a itch
From a fictional lover
Like hey big head left ya text on read
For the times you ignored all the things I said
But you ain't got the power that you had wit me
Cuz you ain't been the nigga that you used to be
See what we used to be
It was choking me
Walking ya tightrope
Became a noose 2 me
You was in luck wit me
It was us and we
You could lie next to her but she ain't true like me
Uh

U promised 2 keep it honest
U promised 2 treat me right
U promise u never leave but I'm alright

Creepin' on me
Oh oouuu whoa ohhh whoa
U Creepin' on me
Oh oouuu whoa ohhh whoa
Everyday I give u all my love
But in the middle of the night
U Creepin' on me
Oh oouuu whoa ohhh whoa oh

If we gon talk about niggaz let's talk about em
Ride or die only means
You the number one option
But number one don't mean the only one
A real man should be answers
And not more problems
Thinking you a player game outta bounds
Award show Hype yea it's going down
Blowing up now I ain't got no time for clowns
In memory the only time you seeing me around
Ooouu
Light switch
Hit da light switch
You was a dark cloud
So I hit the light switch
Made a light flip
Then I got a tight grip
Got rid of bad vibes
You could say my light switch

U promised 2 keep it honest
U promised 2 treat me right
U promise u never leave but I'm alright

Creepin' on me
Oh oouuu whoa ohhh whoa
U Creepin' on me
Oh oouuu whoa ohhh whoa
Everyday I give u all my love
But in the middle of the night
U Creepin' on me
Oh oouuu whoa ohhh whoa oh

Don't u worry I'll be fine
I know that you're not my guy
Played the fool now it's time 2 go
Creepin' on me boy that's a no no

Creepin Creepin'
Creepin Creepin'
Creepin Creepin'
Creepin Creepin'



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Leggett
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