PEEK-A-BOO

Even on this side
I spread my wings, I fly through day 'til night
And still I wonder why

'06, what if I ain't have no one to lead?
All the shit I wanted wasn't crazy as it seem
What if I was cravin' tryna make a nigga bleed?
What if I ain't grow to plant my motherfuckin' seed?
Can't you niggas see this shit and what it does to me?
What if I ain't learn just not to be the things I see?

I'm a monster, I'm a monster, monster, monster
I'm a monster, I'm a monster, monster, monster (Yeah, ayy, okay)

Late night, ridin' with this pistol on my seat
Date night, where we goin', it's just me and me
All the things I seen him do, when we was just kids
Everything just makes me wanna cut that nigga ribs
Had to learn myself that people really can forgive
Lucky I was raised a way so I can not turn in-

To a monster, monster, monster, monster
To a monster, monster, monster, monster

Fuck it, we out, got the motherfuckin' drop
Caught that nigga on his block, send the motherfuckin' shots
Now we runnin' from the cops, was it worth it? I'on know
I ain't really think of that, I ain't really think at all, I just want my get back
What's next? What do I do? Point it to my chest? Shoot?
I just made myself confused

Do you wanna be a monster? I'm a monster, monster, monster, monster
What would it cost ya? Ayy (I'm a monster, monster, monster)

Spooky times, lots of things you niggas don't know
Lots of places in my brain I really don't go
I'm fucked up, I think everybody knows
Lot of fucked up things happened but I had to grow
I'm the only one that's gonna make sure I ain't dead
I'm the only one that's gonna lay there on that bed

I'm a monster
I'm a monster
I'm a monster, monster



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Writer(s): Shermar Paul, Carl Andersson
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