Creed . Lyrics by fakemink
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
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
Yeah, 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, I’ma stay sleep, ain’t waking up
I love my haters ’cause they really just saying stuff
And I love paper ’cause I really love paying stubs
Got so much money but it’s never gonna be enough
Got so much money but it’s never gonna be enough
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 ’cause I’m loving the moment
She love fuckin’, I love hearing her moaning
We closer than close, yeah, she touching my soul and, uh
She love fuckin’, I love hearing her moaning
She touching my soul, left her scent in my bones and, uh
She love fuckin’, I love hearing her moaning
We closer than close, yeah, she touching my soul
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
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
Yeah, 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, I’ma stay sleep, ain’t waking up
I love my haters ’cause they really just saying stuff
And I love paper ’cause I really love paying stubs
Got so much money but it’s never gonna be enough
Got so much money but it’s never gonna be enough
Got so much money but it’s never gonna be enough
Loving the moment, she love fuckin’, I love hearing her moaning
We closer than close, yeah, she touching my soul and, uh
She love fuckin’, I love hearing her moaning
She touching my soul, left her scent in my bones and, uh