Hidin Lyrics

(If you don't know Chrigz, than I don't know what your doing with your life)

Touched back down, with a semiautomatic

Bro sniffing cat piss, Cartman hiding in the addict

Got a hundred roaches, in the ashtray living lavish

Got one half dead, in a week not adding

Multiplication nonstop, no flagging

Whole team gone pop, at the top playin' Madden

NewWave takeover, ain't no lagging

Family cartel mob status, big deal bag in

Higher way of living, finna make our own society

Top shelf grower, ain't nobody standing eye to me

Started off a couple thousand, turned it to a dynasty

Met a girl named Harley, said she wanna ride a G

Chopped down another plant, prolly like half a P

A for the apple, that can't fall from from the tree

Dropped my pen, now I'm writing without a B

Ody through the stem, how I gotta speak

Made it through trial's tribulations, it's a new peak

Reach your hands towards the sky, where you gotta seek

Had a dream about this moment, I was too geeked

Shipped a quarter P, in about like two weeks

Chrigz on the beat, so we about like two deep

Dropped all these songs, now they like who me

Same ass nigga, still riding in a hooptie

Got my designer, printed all on her booty