TGOD808, Pusha T - Midnight Creeping lyrics

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