Nightcrawler

Stuck to the script like a pimp on his last dime
I don't really give a fuck about the past times

Pussy niggas wanna wine when it's grind time
Imma go and get mine rain snow or shine

Different levels to the pedals that you pushing
Lil cuz in the kitchen still cooking

Don't get crooked cuz souls get took in taking
Tell me my why you waiting

Ain't nobody playing bitches out here slaying
And you out here slaving

I been go crazy
Way past faded

Niggas back home swear I mother fucking made it
Headed to the top I gotta leave yo ole lady

New drip out these kicks are the latest
Old flow out but it sound new lately

Trying not to drown and this world that we came in



Credits
Writer(s): Desean Neal
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