2flowJay & Fukkit & KARMYN AVRA - BEEN HIDING

Little mothafucka wanna talk
Get a Glock, when I run round
Bitch you better put away the watch
Get a buss down, got a Rolex and a Glock
In a rush now, making more checks than a box
Don't know who to touch now
Got me running I'm making a touchdown
Used to care but I don't give a fuck now
Got the whip I ain't taking the bus now
I feel like I graduated
Got these bitches on me they be salivating
See these niggas talking they be yappilating
When I pull up on them they ain't laughing crazy
I've been hiding, you been running
I've been hiding, you can't find me
I've been Hiding, you been running
I've been Hiding, you can't find me
I told them all that I'm going in front of the line
I swear I remember the times that I would be waiting for mine
But Ima get mine and Ima still go on the grind like
Sippin a little, when I be feeling like a kid I know I'm tripping a little
I got the pills up in the bottle Ima take it a skittle, it got me feeling like a
Motherfucking riddle a middle and then I fiddle a typical ass bitch
Ima get rich, Ima get money for all of my kids
They goin fuck with the mix that I left when I lived
I aint fucking with niggas that act like a bitch
I've been hiding, you been running
I've been hiding, you can't find me
I've been Hiding, you been running
I've been Hiding, you can't find me
Gamble rap, chips stacked, fucked yo bitch can't get her back
Shooters like its Trinidad, Bust right at yo fitted cap
Lmfao that party rock, she flash her tits like Mardi Gras
Go take his bitch, I probably will, try to take my chain but probably not
That peace on me like namaste, want beef with me? I hardly talk
That clip goin make you Harlem shake, few shots now he can hardly walk
The K by my shoulder, feel like a soldier
Command like sergeant just do what I told you
Drugs in the bag, don't know what I sold you
Been getting paper, Aint nothing to fold you
I won't hold you, no point in trynna be hopeful
Don't get vocal, you'll get the beam like Goku
I will smoke you, the flow spill let it soak you
The big grip that I let rip when it choke you
No point in discussing the game, cuz they know I'm the best
The rappers just playing a jest
On top of that faking they chest
It's not nothing new, you know that they fake to the press
How you a THUG, but you ask them to make you a dress
Y'all boys YOUNG and dumb I don't think that the shit that I say to you really connects
The way that I build up weight, It's nothing I can show, but its sum I could flex
You know that I been on the way, I don't give a fuck who you got up next
I've been hiding, you been running
I've been hiding, you can't find me
I've been Hiding, you been running
I've been Hiding, you can't find me

Written by:
Juan Gonzalez

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