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Isaiah Rashad
THIB
#IsaiahRashad #TheHouseIsBurning #TDE
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"THIB" Lyrics:
[Hook x2]
Who’s that creeping in my window Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience I was
[Verse]
Chain swinging, still empty, fuck it
Hoes choosing, still empty, fuck em
I don’t even, like henny, fuck it
Night rider, still drinking, ducking
Skyders, loose cannons, cousins
Real addicts, full-timers, buzzing
Close ranger, Range Rover, stuffing
Don’t waste it, no chaser
Who’s that creeping in my window
Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience I was
Who’s that creeping in my window Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience
I was
Intriguing, sound checking, perfect
Soul searching, no purpose, purchase
Been an addict, been starving, thirsty
Still greedy, don’t tease me, serving
I’m mobbing to the beach
Top down, loud sounds see my peeps
Smoke a pound, stomach growl, then we feast
I need, need everything in my reach, that’s what we preach
My nigga as know I’m loco
Don’t tell Rashad he’s a star on the low low
And raising bars like Lamar on the pogo
I’m selling art, selling souls by the bo-go
At the dojo
[Hook x4]
Who’s that creeping in my window
Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience
I was
THIB
#IsaiahRashad #TheHouseIsBurning #TDE
TxDxE.com
"THIB" Lyrics:
[Hook x2]
Who’s that creeping in my window Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience I was
[Verse]
Chain swinging, still empty, fuck it
Hoes choosing, still empty, fuck em
I don’t even, like henny, fuck it
Night rider, still drinking, ducking
Skyders, loose cannons, cousins
Real addicts, full-timers, buzzing
Close ranger, Range Rover, stuffing
Don’t waste it, no chaser
Who’s that creeping in my window
Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience I was
Who’s that creeping in my window Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience
I was
Intriguing, sound checking, perfect
Soul searching, no purpose, purchase
Been an addict, been starving, thirsty
Still greedy, don’t tease me, serving
I’m mobbing to the beach
Top down, loud sounds see my peeps
Smoke a pound, stomach growl, then we feast
I need, need everything in my reach, that’s what we preach
My nigga as know I’m loco
Don’t tell Rashad he’s a star on the low low
And raising bars like Lamar on the pogo
I’m selling art, selling souls by the bo-go
At the dojo
[Hook x4]
Who’s that creeping in my window
Who’s - who’s that
Who’s that fucking with my conscience
I was
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