Cordae — Hideaway

[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