Creased

Way too early, like the first day of school
Honeydew and cantelope, that's what I use as my fuel
Honey do whatever though, she supposed to bring me food
1st period, gotta be fresh period
I laid out a fit, I knew was gon' hit, popular kid etiquette
And big bro showed me how to keep a crease in them shits
Now I can tell how it look with no estimates
I'm a specialist, black excellence
And a narcissist, if I see a wrinkle it's the end of My world
The best thing they could do is stress my friendship with they girl
So fresh they wanna FaceTime just just to see him premature
Mystique when I speak so they pick up on my literature
My shorty'll say fleek, you know
Board of Health clean, dressed to the T, what that mean

Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
I'm takin' it back to layin' them slacks flat
I'm in route I'm making moves
It's what it seams, you know what's in my jeans
Lighter falling off my lap
I'm taking it back to layin them slacks flat
I'm in route I'm making moves
It's what it seams, you know what's in my jeans
Lighter falling off my lap
Hoppin' or the whip Creased

With my, eyes open
Back again and backing in only
I'm too focused, you ain't seen me, I could care less
I'm operating way more than a vehicle
I gotta move strategical, when tragedy hit home you feel like you next
I'm late as usual, but aware of my surroundings
You knowin' how the town be,
I'm runnin' with something on deck
Wishin' me death, so I'm fresh
Want me deceased, so I'm creased
Imagine havin' a suit on and like the futon you slept on, you creased
But they want you gone, in a noose on a tree, sheesh

Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
I'm taking it back to layin them slacks flat
I'm in route I'm making moves
It's what it seams, you know what's in my jeans
Lighter falling off my lap
I'm taking it back to layin them slacks flat
I'm in route I'm making moves
It's what it seams, you know what's in my jeans
Lighter falling off my lap

Tinted frames up on my braids when I switch a lane
I don't try and look like more than I get
Pieced up creased up stayin' dressed to impress
Said I'd be here in fifteen, when I wasn't showered yet
Don't complain bout my speed, idk who I'm a
See
I done lived the glass house, I had to do 5 percent
Parkin' slow like this, they checkin' for silhouettes
Soon as I hop out the whip, here come a li'l brunette
She remembered my smell, I'm havin' lasting effects
I had to laugh a lil bit, this ain't me poppin' no shit
It just be hard for us not being fleek, or my case being creased
That's why it's hard to leave, when you pushing P

Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased
Hoppin' out the whip creased



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Writer(s): Roshawn Nunn
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