Hideaway
Real nigga, no lie, no bluffin'
I could really get to whippin' it's nuffin
Shit you crankin' out the kitchen's disgusting
Boy, your chicken hella dry, no stuffin
I don't chill, all I do is get money
Roll the weed in the clouds, shit's bussin
Center stage, rollin loud, shit's comin'
I'm one of them, man, it's outta discussion
Look at my life, this shit been playin' like some movie scenes
I did my dirt and had to suffer, now I'm movin' clean
I see the fake, can't risk the ring, remove em from the team
You shouldn't trust in what you see on all them movin' screens
I cannot kick it with the lost, they don't wanna be found
I had to fight through all my loneliest moments of doubt
Bold kickin', Dolo, he the talk when you roll through the town
So I'll be damned if I be seen with these wannabe clowns
I only hit back, but it's harder and hard where it hurts
Only offended when you talkin', involvin' my worth
Must show my horns, cause they fall silent, I walk in the church
Whatever you put forth against me, your karma is worse
I'm not religious, still the proudest of products' of God
You just a dummy if you act without moments of thought
Your word is bond, you tellin' lies and it's all that you got
What legacies y'all leavin'? Everything's on the facade
Already made it, check the stars and you'll see that it's written
Forgave the people, did me bad and forget that they did it
I hide my eyes, they can't disguise what I put in a sentence
Sometimes I struggle, but don't say it cause I don't want pity
Sometimes I struggle, but don't say it, I just hide away
I cut the lights off just so it seem like a brighter day
Tired of thinkin', what it be like if they might've stayed
They gotta stand on it as I walk to the final stage
I learned how to play this shit, they call a game
Ain't no button mashin', take that title, in the hall of fame
Held your funeral already, I can't hear you call my name
Go ahead, say you're sorry, I'm not trippin' cause it's all the same
Go ahead, say you're sorry, I'm not trippin' cause it's all the same
Real nigga, no lie, no bluffin'
I could really get to whippin' it's nuffin
Shit you crankin' out the kitchen's disgusting
Boy, your chicken hella dry, no stuffin
I don't chill, all I do is get money
Roll the weed in the clouds, shit's bussin
Center stage, rollin loud, shit's comin'
I'm one of them, man, it's outta discussion
I could really get to whippin' it's nuffin
Shit you crankin' out the kitchen's disgusting
Boy, your chicken hella dry, no stuffin
I don't chill, all I do is get money
Roll the weed in the clouds, shit's bussin
Center stage, rollin loud, shit's comin'
I'm one of them, man, it's outta discussion
Look at my life, this shit been playin' like some movie scenes
I did my dirt and had to suffer, now I'm movin' clean
I see the fake, can't risk the ring, remove em from the team
You shouldn't trust in what you see on all them movin' screens
I cannot kick it with the lost, they don't wanna be found
I had to fight through all my loneliest moments of doubt
Bold kickin', Dolo, he the talk when you roll through the town
So I'll be damned if I be seen with these wannabe clowns
I only hit back, but it's harder and hard where it hurts
Only offended when you talkin', involvin' my worth
Must show my horns, cause they fall silent, I walk in the church
Whatever you put forth against me, your karma is worse
I'm not religious, still the proudest of products' of God
You just a dummy if you act without moments of thought
Your word is bond, you tellin' lies and it's all that you got
What legacies y'all leavin'? Everything's on the facade
Already made it, check the stars and you'll see that it's written
Forgave the people, did me bad and forget that they did it
I hide my eyes, they can't disguise what I put in a sentence
Sometimes I struggle, but don't say it cause I don't want pity
Sometimes I struggle, but don't say it, I just hide away
I cut the lights off just so it seem like a brighter day
Tired of thinkin', what it be like if they might've stayed
They gotta stand on it as I walk to the final stage
I learned how to play this shit, they call a game
Ain't no button mashin', take that title, in the hall of fame
Held your funeral already, I can't hear you call my name
Go ahead, say you're sorry, I'm not trippin' cause it's all the same
Go ahead, say you're sorry, I'm not trippin' cause it's all the same
Real nigga, no lie, no bluffin'
I could really get to whippin' it's nuffin
Shit you crankin' out the kitchen's disgusting
Boy, your chicken hella dry, no stuffin
I don't chill, all I do is get money
Roll the weed in the clouds, shit's bussin
Center stage, rollin loud, shit's comin'
I'm one of them, man, it's outta discussion
Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Rhodes
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