Lyrics:
Make grands from the comeback
Hid that big bag
By the burner next to my dick sack
Don't try run that mouth
You could get clarted road is heartless
Don't
to commit
To the talents I had and the skills I hid
In the back of mind for computer Shit
Now I'm hearing you spit and You sound so fake
How you don't want
shoes
They say we choose to choose
The life we live
My Maman always said that I could be the nicest kid
With my Mr. Hyde side hid
Till the times I slid
on the road to these riches
I break them O's for the Benji's
Still hid the loafs in the trenches (trenches)
Memory lane in a foreign
Timmy Chan's and a fork
I'm
Hid out for 3 years, my nigga (ohkay) then resurfaced
Ain't no oops in my game, my nigga it's on purpose (on purpose)
If you keep runnin' your mouth,
of cash
Couldn't tell you where I hid my stash, no
Took a month for you to get you a bag, bro
Playing these bitches like banjos
(BrandNew)
Playing these
yelled it out of spite
Said it was tough for her to hid it
My feelings covered
Prideful I aint a sucka
But broke down in public, I admit
Even though
anxiety
Is taking control of my thoughts
And it's inevitable
I try to hide it, the truth
I hid myself from whoever i met
Since now, wearing a mask
And now I
(It's easy sleeping)
(Lost in the process)
(It's easy sleeping lost)
Things didn't go to plan
We hid and we ran
But never were we worried
i could do to get loose
To get free get through
All the money i blew to escape from you and your memory
Yo i run so fast hid behind my mask
Don't act
I loved you
Kept it hid in shame
Your man is nothing but a cheating coward
He pretends he loves you, but it’s not the same as my love
Baby, it's
The information you provide it they just hid it in lie and keep it going and going
They want you hoeing and hoeing so I can keep on flowing and going
And they say
understand it's a process so we're laughed away
Afraid of this, I hid
Until I realized
I was born to stay
I can lead the way
I pick up the crown
Hip hop has
what I did
And all the reasons why you know I hid
But you’re calling me to put trust in you
So all I ask is that you pull me through
I need you
the fence damn
Didn’t catch your balance with you
Fell into my hands dem lil niggas bust you
Said you loved Joann but you hid the issue
Figured out way
a koszba, porba vagy a híd alatt,
Ami hivatalos, az-az szóval sokkal többen vannak,
Akik két tábla szalonnáért három évet kapnak.
Egy kenyér meg egy
van vagy patkánya
az emberek nem korruptak megértőek bevalloták
önök társadalmi célú hirdetésünket hallották
becsületesen híd alá vagy geci
divine
Ayy, my rockstar girl's gone cold on me
She tells me I'm alot She says I'm too high
Ayy, my rockstar girl's gone cold on me
She hid all my drugs
all this money that I hid
I will be on my daddy shit
Fuck you nigga you aint shit
Is that purple? we didn’t mix
It’s my birthday we gon sin
Now we got
around
Just like Pagliacci did
I try to keep my sadness hid
smiling in the public eye
but in my lonely room I cry
the tears of a clown
Oh, yeah
I am today plus I thank my parents
Thank my friends and the fake ones who made a blank appearance
Hid it in the basement I'm talking straps in cellars
turning
You start to get immune to the mortars and fire burnings
Return you home whats normal is not concerning
For months you hid the fear for your death
of the number of lies
This the type of shit I despise
How many times you did it, just to apologize?
How many times you done hid it, just for them to found out?
be tryna snake you
Heart cut with a razor
I hid it to try and save em
Some canvases to ungrateful for pictures you tryna paint
Back to sippn well fif'n
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