Midnight Creeping

Lyrics

[Verse: Pusha T] My brick talk is more than obvious, it's ominous Garages, the phantom, ghouls, ghosts and goblins Blonde mohawk the collection I'm Dennis Rodman The money count is the only moment of silence Cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence Hat trick under my mattress Date I stop still has an asterisk after it After all I can make a call I can baptize a brick As I wash away my sins like a catholic Who the fuck ain't mastered this America's nightmare's in Flint Children of a lesser God when your melanin's got a tint And I can't even mention what I sent or what I spent 'Cause my name in 18 wheelers is evidence I put my boos in those cruise collections Life's a bitch A to Z on her shoe collection, take your pick Paid in full like '86, Gs on my body The new Gucci has less monograms, God's got him Let he without sin cast the first stone So I built that all glass quad level first home Shatter all of your misconceptions Hold all of them missing weapons You thought I would miss my blessing The ultimate misdirection ya