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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
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