Kydo Chill – Creez Or Die lyrics

[Beginning]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Chill, chill
Uh, uh, uh. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah

[Hook #1]

Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Even when you going up they wanna see you down
Gotta learn to surf the wave or you fu**ing drown
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Even when you going up they wanna see you down
Gotta learn to surf the wave or you fu**ing drown

[Kydo Chill Verse]

Kydo chill on the check in
This is normal no flexing
Pillow talking on me i'll address it
Bringing havoc were you resting
Nightmare since they were sleeping on me
Turn your lullaby into a creepy story
With them boys wouldn’t go toying
F**k the fame did it for the glory
From the side where them nig**z ride
Chin checking s**t or we let it fly
Another day in the fu**ing 9
Bunch of young nig**z and we stupid fly
Against gold chains didn’t scrutinize
Probably with your girl depending on the time
Good year blimp the world is mine
Not tony I just push rhymes
Like on demand I don’t waste time
Quit muthafu**a I don’t waste lines
Creez back in style bout damn time
F**k the back and forth I gotta take mine
In my city feel like he man
Some rather see me on a kick stand
Cause they wave stuck in quicksand
Career need a hip implant
Creez living they ain't into that
Bbz it's on ball cap
Use these nig**z as a door mat
Y’all nigga know the format
Board boy music and we worldwide
Streets mine never give them back
We the ones that got this shit to slap
Y’all nig**z was just getting slapped, uh

[Hook #2]

Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Even when you going up they wanna see you down
Gotta learn to surf the wave or you fu**ing drown
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Even when you going up they wanna see you down
Gotta learn to surf the wave or you fu**ing drown

[Kri$Truth Verse]

Put in work no interview’
Blowin doja like a inter tube
Couple killers with me and they missing screws
And they make it hot summer time in June
Handy man with the tool kit
Money long like pool sticks
Moving 8 balls on some pool s**t
Young ni**a back on his bull s**t
I’m the fly ni**a that ya squad missing
Sky walker instant transmission
Water wiping in the hell's kitchen
Pockets looking like long division
Creez living you ain't into that
Bad bit**es sliding into that
I been balling like a running back
Biz on my fitted cap
Life is short keep it tall with you
Real ni**a no artificial
Got the holy keys if the door locked
Y’all baller blockin like short stops
Don't f**k with cops
No pork chops
No cheap shots
Only sure shots
Still enter if the door locked
I work my magic like a warlock. Yeah
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
Yeah I’m down to ride
Creez or die, creez or die. Yeah
Let it fly, let it fly, let it fly
Yeah I’m down to ride
Creez or die, creez or die. Ni**a

[Hook #3]

Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Even when you going up they wanna see you down
Gotta learn to surf the wave or you fu**ing drown
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Even when you going up they wanna see you down
Gotta learn to surf the wave or you fu**ing drown

[Ending]

Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die. Yeah
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die
Creez or die bi**h, creez or die. Yeah
Dino west, dino west, dino west, dino west, dino west
Bbz
I. E.,
Uh, uh, uh. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah