Lyrics Hide Away (feat. Sasq & British Rich) - Jerome da Chef
Might
see
me
lurking
I
the
bits
like
an
old
G
I
hear
them
talking
bout
but
they
dont
really
know
me
Back
in
the
day
I
was
mobbing
with
my
broskis
And
still
today
I′m
still
running
with
my
codys
F
who
say
they
real
I
can
tell
who
fake
We
stand
up
for
the
truth
And
they
some
lying
snakes
F
sake,
better
pray
hard
to
find
your
way
Show
yourself
but
if
your
pussy
better
hide
away
Ok,
I'm
wide
awake
They
out
her
kind
of
bait
Know
I′ve
got
eyes
and
ears
Dont
talk
it's
best
to
hide
your
face
The
chef
in
always
cooking
These
pagans
hiding
plates
Pricey
like
kobe
beef
Them
man
some
frying
steaks
Dont
try
to
pree
my
budget
Just
know
its
mine
to
waste
They
catch
me
riding
dirty
Cause
it's
my
right
of
way
Might
see
me
out
in
public
I
like
to
play
the
game
Some
people
cant
be
real
They
just
want
to
ride
the
wave
These
players
ain′t
jokers
I′ve
got
a
hand
full
of
aces
F
the
whips
and
chains
Want
a
house
with
a
moat
plus
plenty
more
acres
These
haters
wont
shake
us
These
haters
wont
tame
us
But
they
sure
might
blame
us
I
be
o
a
beach
with
a
Peng
ting
7 out
of
10
ting
He
be
at
his
nans
crib
cause
his
mom
disowned
Trust
me
should
have
never
stolen
Malis
at
the
door,
high
pitched
scream
Wallahi
hold
em
The
nugs
full
loaded
Got
gloss
for
the
shining
And
a
bag
with
the
lining
Hot
nug
for
a
tyrant
Hot
dog
for
a
migrant
Might
see
me
lurking
I
the
bits
like
an
old
G
I
hear
them
talking
bout
but
they
dont
really
know
me
Back
in
the
day
I
was
mobbing
with
my
broskis
And
still
today
I'm
still
running
with
my
codys
F
who
say
they
real
I
can
tell
who
fake
We
stand
up
for
the
truth
And
they
some
lying
snakes
F
sake,
better
pray
hard
to
find
your
way
Show
yourself
but
if
your
pussy
better
hide
away
I
put
it
on
anything
I
put
it
on
everything
Anything
but
no
pinky
ring
baby
girl
wah
ride
a
nig,
dipping
it
She
deep
deep,
down
down
in
that
ocean
Know
that
she
ride
She
ready
to
ride
I′m
F'kin
yo
bitch
in
the
hallway
See
we
be
doing
it
always
Treating
yo
bitch
like
Minaj
aye
I
wanted
everything
I
wanted
everything
I
want
it
all
I
want
it
all
I
wanted
everything
Forget
the
pinky
ring
I
want
your
bitch
in
the
sheets
Bad
chicks
get
daggered
and
wiped
out
Cool
nah
send
a
boy
time
out
Watch
who
you
talk
to
about
me
Cause
true
say
I′m
always
gonna
find
out
Just
cause
I'm
nice
dont
think
I
wont
ride
out
Bally
and
gloves
what′s
yours
in
mine
now
Back
in
the
day
I
was
doing
that
dirt
2016
and
we
still
had
work
2017
rappers
walking
with
purses
2018
3 racks
for
a
verse
2019
gonna
buy
a
whole
block
2020
cant
step
on
my
turf
Who
envy
keep
bringing
that
hate
Better
show
love
cause
its
gona
get
worse
Got
plenty
layered
beneath
the
surface
Gonna
dig
deep
and
show
you
bout
worth
Might
see
me
lurking
I
the
bits
like
an
old
G
I
hear
them
talking
bout
but
they
dont
really
know
me
Back
in
the
day
I
was
mobbing
with
my
broskis
And
still
today
I'm
still
running
with
my
codys
F
who
say
they
real
I
can
tell
who
fake
We
stand
up
for
the
truth
And
they
some
lying
snakes
F
sake,
better
pray
hard
to
find
your
way
Show
yourself
but
if
your
pussy
better
hide
away
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