Hey, I know you're obsessed, ayyCause that might look good, ayyI wish my old hoes the best, ayyI'm just tryna get the money, moneyBird, bird, bird around my mindDemon time, you know how I getI'ma *** my nine, that's my eyeI'ma get him wetYeah, I'm from the south, but I'm only going upCome around, now he running out of luckShells hit the floor when I'm looking at him duckCloths don't jam and that's why I keep it tuckWhile you call my phone, I've already had enoughI don't want you, baby, I could never fall in loveWhen, when, when they hear my nameAll the bitches go insaneBetter shut your *** mouth before the dread will take you outOnce againIn the vanHear the devil through the manI ain't scaredGot no fearWhen I put it into gearPlayer from the northAnd I'm creeping in your cityI ain't got no pity for a buster, you a kiddieNo rules, you're a *** foolIt ain't cool to lose it, dudeVoodoo in the backI ain't having none of thatFred, Fred, Freddy had some visions, manFreddy got them bitches madeWho the *** is this mother***er tryna play my game?Do not tryIt is wiseOr you're gonna *** dieDo not cryThere's no pointI ain't got no visionI will never disappointKeep it closeI'm a ghostI want to kill you the mostEvil running through my headAll I want is to be deadOff myselfNo one helpAlways creeping by myselfI don't need no pimp notesPlease do tell me where to goAlways coldBetter goBundled in the *** snowDig deep, deepAnd your body's almost deeperI ain't just a creeperWith some hope I'll get a featureOn the newsBodies bruisedNo one will know what to doI ain't got no vision