Letra de THIB - Isaiah Rashad

Yeah, who's that fuckin'— window, who's that—

Who's that creeping in my— Who— Who's that—

Who's that— Who— (Too much of it) Yeah, bitch

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

Chain swangin', still empty, fuck it

Hoes choosin', still empty, fuck 'em

I don't even like Henny, fuck it

Night rider, still drinkin', duckin'

Skydivers, loose cannons, cousins

Real addicts, full-timers, buzzin'

Close ranger, Range Rover, stuffin'

Don't waste it, no chaser (Who's— Who's—)

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

Intriguin', sound checking, perfect

Soul searchin', no purpose, purchase

Been an addict, been starvin', thirsty

Still greedy, don't tease me, servin'

I'm mobbin' to the beach

Top down, loud sound, see my peeps

Smoke a pound, stomach growl, let me feast

I need-need everything in my reach, that's what we preach

My niggas 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, sellin' souls by the bo-go at the dojo

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

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

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