Night Creatures

I'm fresh out the field I had to make a play
Nigga do not test me I know where you stay
She resurrected me
I don't give a fuck bout what you texting me
I don't give fuck bout what is left of me
Does it look like I got recipes
What you selling me
I hang out wit niggas wit them felonies

I aint been down in a minute sike i'm lying
I told that hoe to fix it yeah and now she riding
Excuse my language, pardon my French
French tips told that hoe to suck a dick
You can't tell me to chill
I don't know what you feel
I just wanted pills
Buts its ok...
This is the end of it
I... might have to get rid of it (Yeah)
I don't care about your sentences
Just making sure you feel this shit
Can't fuck you wit you, you be on some simple shit
I change hoes similar to change flows
Similar to change clothes
I'm buying Jun Takahashi
Nigga who gone stop me
I'm the only nigga that can dress better than rocky (Uh)
I'm the only nigga that can dress like this
That can act like this don't sip act like this
I pop pills
How many times I tell you that that the night give
Chills



Credits
Writer(s): Tyson Williams
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