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Hidden Hills

by Corie Little

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Raised in the trenches with goons, lettin' you know it's the illest Rest in peace to Rube, these niggas know he the realest I don't believe in bafoonery, you niggas know I'm a realist I be screamin' rich in everything, this comin' straight from the hill, bitch Fuck what you talkin', it's still lit, straight from the gutter, we still it Get it Been bitin' my flow and they still stealin Eyes on Lolo, I'm still switchin', mind on Gogo, I feel different Drive on slow-mo, I don't like photos and these rhymes ain't pro bono They say YOLO, I say no-no, gettin' bags in like Frodo Gettin' back ends through the front door, straight active, I'm gung-ho How I got ears like Dumbo, but I can't hear your troubles All in the form of hate for Corie, I make it storm, you makin' noise Never go wrong, don't chase the stories, woo, ha I'm in my zone, can't break my poise, woo, sigh Don't even think about playin' with Cory, who, Zi This shit'll be lovely for me, but be ugly for you, try Walk in the spot and get all of the attention Don't even talk, man, the aura just different They say the Lord is forgivin', you ain't seein' me Then you're cornin', you're missin', huh Feedin' them crack, they need all of they fixin's And I ain't aborting the mission, huh Even when niggas ain't checkin', I'm still gon' rock, say less Big janitor boots, I'm steppin', I clean up at my best Sweep that scene up, this is a mess Shit so hilarious, this is a Jess Never get worried, man, I just adjust Fight for the flourish until they lock me or kill me But to stand tall is a must Bro like Milwaukee, he all for the bucks Nigga, I walk, beats and hardly get touched Shit you can offer me is hardly enough, whoa, whoa If you ain't vibratin' when I'm at Then the knowledge be hard to discuss, whoa, yeah All of these Yergs, be in they feelings Lettin' you know I don't feel that shit But I know Yergs, Yergs gon' be Yergs That's just the word, bitch I'm just playin', I mean, ladies You know I love you Em, what up Little

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