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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
Ambezza
Ambezza
Programming
Louis Yung
Louis Yung
Programming
Otxhello
Otxhello
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Yung
Louis Yung
Songwriter
Jonathan Kirk
Jonathan Kirk
Songwriter
Othello Houston
Othello Houston
Songwriter
Mathias Daniel Liyew
Mathias Daniel Liyew
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Otxhello
Otxhello
Producer
Ambezza
Ambezza
Producer
Louis Yung
Louis Yung
Producer
Brandon Blatz
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sam Valentine
Sam Valentine
Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Derek "Mixed By Ali" Ali
Derek "Mixed By Ali" Ali
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
That's why I creep
[Instrumental]
And it's only a few of us that get the experience this journey like this, you know what I'm sayin'?
The up shit is up as it can get, you know what I'm sayin'?
And as down as it can get too, you know
It's beautiful
[Chorus]
Before a **** came up, they was waitin' on Baby to blow (Baby to blow), yeah
And now I got these fuck **** hatin', they waitin' on Baby to go (Baby to go), yeah
That's why I creep, yeah
Only fuck with real ****, that's why I ain't D (That's why I ain't—, oh)
My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (That's why I ain't sleep, oh)
You can never take the French, come with it, that's why it ain't me (That's why it ain't me)
That's why it ain't me, yeah
[Verse 1]
I'ma grab a blog site ****, hit him, put his face on the floor, why? Yeah
'Cause y'all ****' bitches, playin' games with real ****
No remorse, **** crossin' all the lifelines
Playin' round with a **** children
Wasn't trippin' on y'all when played with my paper
'Cause I understand that's what comes with it
So I had to grow, get a little more focused
And stop runnin' from pain, had to take it and show
Had to stand on my name
And everyone that's on my shoulders (Can't ever forget how—)
[Chorus]
Before a **** came up (Yeah), they was waitin' on Baby to blow (Waitin' on Baby to blow), yeah
And now I got these fuck **** hatin' (Yeah), they waitin' on Baby to go (Huh? Baby to go, yeah, that's why I—, what?)
Yeah, that's why I creep, yeah (That's why I creep, yeah)
Only fuck with real ****, that's why I ain't D (Only fuck with real ****, oh)
My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (That's why I ain't sleep, yeah)
You can never take the French, come with it, that's why it ain't me (That's why it ain't me)
That's why it ain't me, yeah (Oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
Yes, I, for your F-Y-I, I'm the motherfuckin' best out
I like women with caramel skin
Like the girl who used to sing with chill and get left out
Especially ones with brown skin, like Chilly and Left Eye
Who pray when I'm stressed out
Baby, can you give me TLC?
I'm on the road alone, I wish you was with me
And, yeah, I see the way they hate on me like hoes
For leavin', better if they hate 'cause I'm free (Free)
Uh, football **** can't hold me
I'm givin' penalties like I'm a referee, I ain't did shit that I ain't already told you
Convinced none of these bitch-ass **** met a soldier
Convinced none of these bitches never met them a Kirk
Too good to be true type of ****, I told you I ain't perfect
You thought that I was, it ain't work
Now you tryna convince the whole world I'm a jerk
And these the everyday struggles of a real ****
I'm talkin' to good, ****
Make him off, like a fuck-****
But don't trip, it just look different
The shit I've been through need to be in a book, ****
And plus, I done shook ****
And don't ever judge a book by the way that the cover on it
Or the way that it look, ****, 'cause—
[Chorus]
Before a **** came up (Yeah), they was waitin' on Baby to blow (Waitin' on Baby to blow), yeah
And now I got these fuck **** hatin' (Yeah), they waitin' on Baby to go (Huh? Baby to go, yeah, that's why I—, what?)
Yeah, that's why I creep, yeah (That's why I creep, yeah)
Only fuck with real ****, that's why I ain't D (Only fuck with real ****, oh)
My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (That's why I ain't sleep, yeah)
You can never take the French, come with it, that's why it ain't me (That's why it ain't me)
That's why it ain't me, yeah (Oh-oh)
[Outro]
(That's why, oh)
(That's why, oh-oh, oh)
(That's all, oh-oh, oh-oh)
(That's why, that's all, oh-oh)
(Motherfucker, that's that, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh)
(Creep, oh-oh)
(Only fuck with real ****, that's why I ain't deed, oh-oh)
(My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep, oh-oh)
Written by: Jonathan Kirk, Louis Yung, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Othello Houston
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