Night Stalker
What you heard about me, heard about me last
This ain't how I work, I got my blunt already rolled
I'm guessing back to back
Back to basic shit you know I never learned
I don't care to sit, get your ass out the room
I ain't taking turns
Watch your mouth, watch your bag
Got the stash up
Wake me from my dream, I'm living in my nightmare
In my nightmare
In my nightmare
In my nightmare
Walking by, I'm a monster undercover
Let me spread my wings high
I'm flying down to my grave
Driving by, with my hands tied
Got my windows down, my paper bright
Tighten up I might've overdone
What you mean
I been up down more, been up down my own steps
Wipe that smile off your face
I'll wipe my blade with your neck
It's alright
Why you so evasive hoe, I open up my day hopeful
Help wanted but I don't have anyone
I don't wanna play a game, I'm away
Bitter I don't got a bitch staying in my place
Moving in a wasteland, only home I know
Only time I'm missing out back, too fast
Laughing at
Laughing at my overwhelming mess
Yea I wore myself out
Yea I wore myself out
Found my indo
My best one of choice
I write my lies in trial
Igniting that old fire
I'm a cast off, I paid my debts off
You talking about a problem I ain't notice
Fuck you showing for
I'm a cast off, I paid my debts off
You talking about a problem I ain't notice
Fuck you showing for
I'm a cast off, I paid my debts off
You talking about a problem I ain't notice
Fuck you showing for
This ain't how I work, I got my blunt already rolled
I'm guessing back to back
Back to basic shit you know I never learned
I don't care to sit, get your ass out the room
I ain't taking turns
Watch your mouth, watch your bag
Got the stash up
Wake me from my dream, I'm living in my nightmare
In my nightmare
In my nightmare
In my nightmare
Walking by, I'm a monster undercover
Let me spread my wings high
I'm flying down to my grave
Driving by, with my hands tied
Got my windows down, my paper bright
Tighten up I might've overdone
What you mean
I been up down more, been up down my own steps
Wipe that smile off your face
I'll wipe my blade with your neck
It's alright
Why you so evasive hoe, I open up my day hopeful
Help wanted but I don't have anyone
I don't wanna play a game, I'm away
Bitter I don't got a bitch staying in my place
Moving in a wasteland, only home I know
Only time I'm missing out back, too fast
Laughing at
Laughing at my overwhelming mess
Yea I wore myself out
Yea I wore myself out
Found my indo
My best one of choice
I write my lies in trial
Igniting that old fire
I'm a cast off, I paid my debts off
You talking about a problem I ain't notice
Fuck you showing for
I'm a cast off, I paid my debts off
You talking about a problem I ain't notice
Fuck you showing for
I'm a cast off, I paid my debts off
You talking about a problem I ain't notice
Fuck you showing for
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Writer(s): Aleksandr Ejov
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