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Illy Tray - Creep Lyrics



Illy Tray - Creep Lyrics




[ Featuring Lil Keem ]

They tried to take me out, now I keep a strap
Nigga run up on me, he gonna get pap
I'm speaking real shit, I can't do no kap
I cant catch no feelings, nigga ain no sap
Had to pop my shit, I heard niggas been speaking on me
Cut some niggas off, I heard that they been leaching on me
He got wacked, I heard that nigga tried to creep up on me
Heard the opps been out here telling on me

Still the hottest in my city, you want smoke, you know i'm wit it
Not the type to toat no blicky, my hands work just like a glizzy
No relations, strictly business
Can't be mines, got plenty bitches
Told lil bro, lets count these millions,
F*cked up once, can't catch no feelings
See a opp, I do em dirty, my lil bro, he keep a thirty
He gone shoot you make him nervous, told the narcs he had a purpose
Ain't no pressure bout a bitch, you want beef, let's gone and hit
Told madukes, we gone get rich, now I gotta keep a stick
Still with the same clit, nigga aint no switching over
Make a play, I do it over, nigga run, I run em over
Pulled up in a range rover, going hard, i'm still sober
Still the same, just getting older, I feel my heart getting colder

They tried to take me out, now I keep a strap
Nigga run up on me, he gonna get pap
I'm speaking real shit, I can't do no kap
I cant catch no feelings, nigga ain no sap
Had to pop my shit, I heard niggas been speaking on me
Cut some niggas off, I heard that they been leaching on me
He got wacked, I heard that nigga tried to creep up on me
Heard the opps been out here telling on me

Told my niggas that i'm up, now them niggas up too
Pockets lookin nipsey bleu, tired of running up a few
F*ck the roof, I copped the coupe, maybach switching lanes phew
Still with the same dudes, never switching gang dude
I was told, f*ck the hate, f*ck the lamb, I bought a wraith
Ima drop the top today, chasing cash, i'm getting cake
I get money everyday, when I shoot, you better lay
Niggas spray up broad day, why they gotta speak on tray
I don't mean to speak on hate, I just brought it to attention
Did I mention you been leeching, should've known that you been creeping
In the booth, they got me preaching, and yo house ain't worth my pension
Worked and stayed up out them trenches, gotta keep a tunnel vision

They tried to take me out, now I keep a strap
Nigga run up on me, he gonna get pap
I'm speaking real shit, I can't do no kap
I cant catch no feelings, nigga ain no sap
Had to pop my shit, I heard niggas been speaking on me
Cut some niggas off, I heard that they been leaching on me
He got wacked, I heard that nigga tried to creep up on me
Heard the opps been out here telling on me
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They tried to take me out, now I keep a strap
Nigga run up on me, he gonna get pap
I'm speaking real shit, I can't do no kap
I cant catch no feelings, nigga ain no sap
Had to pop my shit, I heard niggas been speaking on me
Cut some niggas off, I heard that they been leaching on me
He got wacked, I heard that nigga tried to creep up on me
Heard the opps been out here telling on me

Still the hottest in my city, you want smoke, you know i'm wit it
Not the type to toat no blicky, my hands work just like a glizzy
No relations, strictly business
Can't be mines, got plenty bitches
Told lil bro, lets count these millions,
F*cked up once, can't catch no feelings
See a opp, I do em dirty, my lil bro, he keep a thirty
He gone shoot you make him nervous, told the narcs he had a purpose
Ain't no pressure bout a bitch, you want beef, let's gone and hit
Told madukes, we gone get rich, now I gotta keep a stick
Still with the same clit, nigga aint no switching over
Make a play, I do it over, nigga run, I run em over
Pulled up in a range rover, going hard, i'm still sober
Still the same, just getting older, I feel my heart getting colder

They tried to take me out, now I keep a strap
Nigga run up on me, he gonna get pap
I'm speaking real shit, I can't do no kap
I cant catch no feelings, nigga ain no sap
Had to pop my shit, I heard niggas been speaking on me
Cut some niggas off, I heard that they been leaching on me
He got wacked, I heard that nigga tried to creep up on me
Heard the opps been out here telling on me

Told my niggas that i'm up, now them niggas up too
Pockets lookin nipsey bleu, tired of running up a few
F*ck the roof, I copped the coupe, maybach switching lanes phew
Still with the same dudes, never switching gang dude
I was told, f*ck the hate, f*ck the lamb, I bought a wraith
Ima drop the top today, chasing cash, i'm getting cake
I get money everyday, when I shoot, you better lay
Niggas spray up broad day, why they gotta speak on tray
I don't mean to speak on hate, I just brought it to attention
Did I mention you been leeching, should've known that you been creeping
In the booth, they got me preaching, and yo house ain't worth my pension
Worked and stayed up out them trenches, gotta keep a tunnel vision

They tried to take me out, now I keep a strap
Nigga run up on me, he gonna get pap
I'm speaking real shit, I can't do no kap
I cant catch no feelings, nigga ain no sap
Had to pop my shit, I heard niggas been speaking on me
Cut some niggas off, I heard that they been leaching on me
He got wacked, I heard that nigga tried to creep up on me
Heard the opps been out here telling on me
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Writer: Jarvarius Portis, Travious Portis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Illy Tray
Featuring: Lil Keem
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Jarvarius Portis, Travious Portis

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