Текст песни 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