There's a big old hole Goes right through the sole Of this old shoe And the water on the ground Ain't got no places it's fine So its only got one thing left to do Just creep on in, creep on in And once it has begun It won't stop until it's done Sneakin' in There's a silver moon Came a little too soon Oh, for me to bear It shines brightly on my bed And the shadow's over head Won't let me sleep as long as it's there Creep on in, creep on in And once it has begun It won't stop until it's done Sneakin' in Creep on in, creep on in And once it has begun It won't stop until it's done Sneakin' in There's a big old hole Goes right through my soul Oh, that ain't nothin' new So as long as you're around I got no place else you've found There's only one thing left for you to do I just creep on in, creep on in And once you have begun Don't stop until you're done Sneakin' in And once it has begun It won't stop until it's done Sneakin' in And once it has begun It won't stop until it's done Sneakin' in Sneakin' in, sneakin' in Sneakin' in, creepin' in Sneakin' in, sneakin' in Sneakin' in, sneakin' in Sneakin' in, creepin' in You want to keep creepin' on in Creep, creepin' in

He's won a million dollars Ayy Never complain when they trace my tracks (yeah) Safe to say I put gang on back (jeez) I made a way, my own lane, no cap Now, how many niggas can say that? I'm one of them ones Look what I've become Even when all the pressure was weighin' a ton Just keep me far-far away from the bums Just know when it all fall I'm one of them ones oh, oh This ain't nothin' that you used to Doin' it by the beach ain't nothin' that I'm used to I be having big bank Shawty, I could lose you I can't pull no vibe out this bitch, I thought I knew you Bae, I thought I had you This shit get tragic My brother on the news I'm pourin' drink up, tryna get past it Leave that bitch with me she gon' get stretched out like elastic And all my niggas move around and fly shit like Aladdin It's at least 100 racks just sittin' in a go kart Niggas can't just get it outta me That's why they hate me, baby They ain't let me in, I had to bogard If they catch me slippin' in the streets Then they gone take me, baby Bitch, I'm one of them and not the two, yeah If it's up with Blxst You know who it's up with too, yeah Shawty put that ass on me I'm still tryna regroup, yeah I been in my bag Niggas hate that I got through yeah Aye Never complain when they trace my tracks (yeah) Safe to say I put gang on back (jeez) I made a way, my own lane, no cap Now, how many niggas can say that? I'm one of them ones Look what I've become Even when all the pressure was weighin' a ton Just keep me far-far away from the bums Just know when it all fall I'm one of them ones oh, oh Fact is I cannot forget when it was only Last year Walls closin', wonder when they gon' let Blxst in Got my own seat at the table We ain't ask them Now we got to tax them, yeah, yeah Racks in Why would you hate? We just some young successful black men Now they jumpin' out the woodwork talkin' back when You showed me symbols of betrayal Can't be back friends I'm forever humble Puttin' on for my niggas Me and Cino settin' new tones for you niggas (true) Favors gettin' thicker so my phone number switchin' Marathon continue on the road to the riches On my soul, never fold I'm the chosen one, nigga You think I wasn't built for this? I'm gon' beg to differ, I'm finally here But I came a long way from wishin' Get up and go get it, no, you don't need permission And don't wait for niggas Ayy, 'cause it won't benefit you Never complain when they trace my tracks (yeah) Safe to say I put gang on back (jeez) I made a way, my own lane, no cap Now, how many niggas can say that? I'm one of them ones Look what I've become Even when all the pressure was weighin' a ton Just keep me far-far away from the bums Just know when it all fall I'm one of them ones oh, oh

You goofy, you bozo, you bitch made I was fuccin all them bitches in the 6th grade I was craccin way before I had my shit straight Fo-Fo big thang bounce out with the crip face I don't wanna hang around with nobody, I don't feel safe I just wanna make you feel how molly make you feel baby If you ain't gon' keep shit solid, you'll get killed baby I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I got real rank Woah This one for my east side bitch, make me want to call in I won't call you when I need somethin in my life to fall in Girl it ain't no pressure, we done been through everything I don't waste time to stall in, gotta reel it all in If we gon be 100, I'm on a backstreet If I call you would you pull up and get at me Hold shit, hold shit down and stay on ten cuz they don't wacc me My lil project just hit for 10, it made me happy I know baby keep calling niggas, she can't stand me And it's murder 'bout my business and my family You ain't heard bout them snitchin' out that camry Pull up at that shit and I'm gon' bury you Niggas actin like like them bitches we done ran through You goofy, you bozo, you bitch made I was fuccin all them bitches in the 6th grade I was craccin' way before I had my shit straight Fo-Fo big thang bounce out with the crip face I don't wanna hang around with nobody, I don't feel safe I just wanna make you feel how molly make you feel baby If you ain't gon' keep shit solid, you'll get killed baby I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I got real rank You goofy, you bozo, you bitch made I was craccin way before I had my shit straight I don't wanna hang around with nobody, I don't feel safe If you ain't gon' keep shit solid, you'll get killed baby I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I got real rank I don't wanna hang around wit nobody, I don't feel safe I just wanna make you feel how molly make you feel baby If you ain't gon' keep shit solid, you'll get killed baby I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I got real rank You goofy, you bozo, you bitch made I was craccin way before I had my shit straight I don't wanna hang around with nobody, I don't feel safe If you ain't gon' keep shit solid, you'll get killed baby I ain't worried 'bout nobody, I got real rank

I can feel the vibe, Hussle on the rise This lil' light of mine, I'm gon' let it shine All she want is time, all she want is time Look me in my eyes, call me on my lies Lock the city down 'til the summertime Time to slice these niggas up some humble pie Caravan of foreigns, let my youngin drive Elevate my game for the hundredth time You could hold me down through these troubled times Or be another victim to my stubborn pride Hold me down through these troubled times Be another victim to my stubborn pride I'm stuck in the grind Stuck in the grind, I'm stuck in the grind Look me in my eyes, call me on my lies I'm stuck in this grind, I'm stuck in this grind Middle of the night, kitchen lights is on Roll me up a Bacc then I light the stove Taught her stay calm when the crisis on Say I die alone, I say my life a poem Hyde Park Hussle speakin' hyperbole Translation, get the money, never wife a hoe Clip is full already now it's time to go Shoulder full already where these stripes should go Crash got opinions how my life should go I'm screaming, "Fuck 'em," they could suck a dick and die tonight, you know Bullets, rain on em', cut the life support My section ride for sport every night of course Niggas dyin' every day, that's the price of war Gang members spendin' thousands at the nicest stores Levitate on five-star luxury, every time I ride, shit come for me I'm stuck in the grind Stuck in the grind, I'm stuck in the grind Look me in my eyes, call me on my lies I'm stuck in this grind, I'm stuck in this grind Make a movie, take the top off 'Bout to cross over like Hot Sauce On this gutter shit, I never hopped off, most calculated move by far Always with a model and a fly car 30-thousand for the python, rockin' knee-high, drinkin' white wine Listening to In My Lifetime in the nighttime Lookin' at the city skyline, gettin' sky-high Took the lil' bitch to Popeye, she was top 5 Excitement that she get from pop life could never top mine Once you get the hustle locked down, you can stockpile Level up another notch now, like it's stock now Every time I take the top down, she arch her eyebrows Turnin' up the music high now, she feel alive now Love me like we from a small town, let's make a mall round You splurge, I splurge We ball later and we ball now I'm stuck in the grind Stuck in the grind, I'm stuck in the grind Look me in my eyes, call me on my lies I'm stuck in this grind, I'm stuck in this grind Ain't no goin' back once them lights on you Left the dorm in the middle of the night, homie Affidavits goin' viral, that's your life, homie Ain't no point even tryna lie, homie This go out to all the S.N.Y. homies This is death before dishonor, you should die, homie Fuck you niggas, you disrespected the tribe, homie Wounded pride, it's written all in your eyes, homie I'm stuck in the grind Stuck in the grind, I'm stuck in the grind Look me in my eyes, call me on my lies I'm stuck in this grind, I'm stuck in this grind Yuh December 1st, 2017, we begin All Money In Y'all die Yeah Wuh The Marathon continues, nigga Whoa, whoa See you niggas All-Star weekend We'll see about it