[Intro]

Hideaway, hideaway

Man, this shit - this shit is history, man

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I come from a different breed, got a different approach

'Cause what's life without grind and you living for hope

But man these kids be like nine and they hitting the dope

And so we fall into the plan, they consider us jokes

These all true facts but damn, you knew that

I mean I flew back to the city to drop a new track

I'm so anxious, but the listeners be so brainless

Keep your stupid ass opinion up your anus

You get the method, they catching bullets like interceptions

Rest in peace King Steelo, man, this shit a lesson

'Cause kids don't play tag, they got a Smith & Wesson

They quick to shoot your ass up if you disrespecting

And then crips, bloods, and pyru's pull up with 5 dudes

Come snatch your fly shoes, reminiscing high school

I've never been to one to hideaway confrontation

Especially from these bum rappers who not as patient

Amazing that they blow up, my time will come soon

We different like the ying-yang or the Sun moon

Braggin' 'bout your cheap chains, like you dumb coon

White folks mad see our posters on his son room

And we got 'em so scared we compelling the youth

They attracted to my music, I'm telling the truth

Roomate saying "Nigga, nobody better than you"

I swear he'd never lie 'cause we move like a veteran movin'

[Interlude]

I'll put you on with all my rap niggas, bruh

Like this shit 'bout to be sweet

[Verse 2]

I never hide away from pressure, I'm never afraid

I can't wait for the years where I'm better than Jay

And I'm talking 'bout accounts, I'll have cheddar for days

Flippin' stocks, show these niggas I'm clever with ways

Will flip a beat till misery, this shit is history

That's word to legend Tye Tribbett, I got the victory

Your shit is weak, that's a known fact, no mystery

I blow up and 'sho 'nuff it's meant to be

Visions of future, I'm timid with Luther

Nailing notes to my wall, fuck we posing and ball

All this explosion I caused how cause the emotion raw

Feds is imposing the law, killing us choking us all

Now they unloading the dogs, tempers is rising

Oh, you done started something, you know niggas be violent

You done gave us reason, now we major, we bleeding

On the crip of the evening, come equipped with a deacon

Because prayer is needed, they got a layer defeated

But we just busting through, nigga, that's up to you

I learned knowledge through experience, we say "Fuck the schools"

I pop a pill like I'm Bill but I'm no Huxtable

And I'll never run away, nigga