Underground Ballroom
— Track 15. Creed . —
She left her scent
In my bones
Her scent
On my clothes
Her scent on my sheets
Fill the room and my nose
I feel the pressure and the pain
Of the life that I chose
I feel pleasure and some pain
The life that I chose
I been waking up
Shaking shit
Getting money
Love making it
Man she so close
I’m tasting a
Fairytale
But ain’t making up
If this a dream
Ima stay sleep
Ain’t waking up
I love my haters
Cus they really just saying stuff
And I love paper
Cus I really love paying stubs
Got so much money
But it’s never gonna be enough
It’s either you all out
Or all in
I came to live fast
And die lit
White Spyder
Way I park it
If you ever take a L
Gotta charge it
I used to Drive the whip like I’m tryna die
I used to Drive the whip like I’m tryna kill us both
I used to drive the whip like I’m tryna fly
I used to drive the whip like I’m dancing on the road
I know
I know
I’m not like any other guy
Never look back
Cus I’m loving the moment
She love fuck&
I love hearing her moaning
She touching my soul
Left her scent in my bones
She love fuck&
I love hearing her moaning
We closer than close
Yeah she touching my soul