Devin Cheff, Cnrboy, Jim Hurdle - Hide & Seek Lyrics

Running the game like I'm Walter Payton
Gotta be quick when you out here dodging Satan
Cnr and Jim we the best no debatin'
We like Ma$e and Diddy
Bald and ballin' bitch I'm like Mike Bibby
I could list my creds but this my city
I'm a local legend like the chili from Zippy's
They call me Cnrboy 44 representative
Call up Koins if you wondering
Me and the boys we could end your night suddenly
One day you hating then the next day it's brotherly
You never on, ya homies are soft
Teaming up with me you hooping with Lebron
Bitch I'm a boss
Cheffin' with Devin he the truth I tried to tell him
If they didn't hear before, ain't no time like the present
Knock this joint out in one session
And I don't even rap no more, I spit textures
Riding with the Bangaz BB that's my youngins
I don't even care if we the oldest at the function
Ro Dev and Lucky damn near my little cousins
So hear me when I say y'all gon be the next to run it whoo
Serve 'em like a waiter, been about that paper
Gotta get this money, I know we gonna rake up
Time to shine like Jacob, 'til you meet your maker
So don't get too comfy, we comin' for you haters
There ain't no debating, and y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
There ain't no debating, y'all, y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
Cheffin' in the stu', need an apron
Ain't no mistaking, local legend in the making
Stealing all your shine 'cause it's ours for the taking
Told the fam I'll be bringing home the bacon, uh
I don't really care about what's new
With these industry plants and the trends that they stuck to
Tunnel vision in my own lane
Now I'm in the same damn room as the ones I look up to, uh
Rocking every show making boss moves
Hands get thrown up, no palu, uh
Got sauce like au jus
Fuck with my crew, swear to God it's the wrong move
Got 'em all hooked on my lines like aku
No sneak dissin' over here, that's kapu
Mu'fuckaz swear they balling out MVP status
But they really D-2 like R2
Bitch I never hesitated to give 'em the boot like Italy
Think they match up with these powers, they mini-mes
Shawty see me glowed up, fuck her 'til she sick of me
She be poppin' that nani I beat it like Billy Jean, uh
Stage name same as my real one to let the
People who doubted me know they'll never get rid of me
Now it makes sense why I failed history
'Cause I won't let my past determine how my future is finna be, nah
Serve 'em like a waiter, been about that paper
Gotta get this money, I know we gonna rake up
Time to shine like Jacob, 'til you meet your maker
So don't get too comfy, we comin' for you haters
There ain't no debating, and y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
There ain't no debating, y'all, y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
Mama say mama sa, get a piece of that pie
Look, look at my paper, look at them haters
They keep me on the grind
Ma-mama say mama sa, get a piece of that pie
Look, look at my paper, look at them haters
They keep me on the grind

Running the game like I'm Walter Payton
Gotta be quick when you out here dodging Satan
Cnr and Jim we the best no debatin'
We like Ma$e and Diddy
Bald and ballin' bitch I'm like Mike Bibby
I could list my creds but this my city
I'm a local legend like the chili from Zippy's
They call me Cnrboy 44 representative
Call up Koins if you wondering
Me and the boys we could end your night suddenly
One day you hating then the next day it's brotherly
You never on, ya homies are soft
Teaming up with me you hooping with Lebron
Bitch I'm a boss
Cheffin' with Devin he the truth I tried to tell him
If they didn't hear before, ain't no time like the present
Knock this joint out in one session
And I don't even rap no more, I spit textures
Riding with the Bangaz BB that's my youngins
I don't even care if we the oldest at the function
Ro Dev and Lucky damn near my little cousins
So hear me when I say y'all gon be the next to run it whoo
Serve 'em like a waiter, been about that paper
Gotta get this money, I know we gonna rake up
Time to shine like Jacob, 'til you meet your maker
So don't get too comfy, we comin' for you haters
There ain't no debating, and y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
There ain't no debating, y'all, y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
Cheffin' in the stu', need an apron
Ain't no mistaking, local legend in the making
Stealing all your shine 'cause it's ours for the taking
Told the fam I'll be bringing home the bacon, uh
I don't really care about what's new
With these industry plants and the trends that they stuck to
Tunnel vision in my own lane
Now I'm in the same damn room as the ones I look up to, uh
Rocking every show making boss moves
Hands get thrown up, no palu, uh
Got sauce like au jus
Fuck with my crew, swear to God it's the wrong move
Got 'em all hooked on my lines like aku
No sneak dissin' over here, that's kapu
Mu'fuckaz swear they balling out MVP status
But they really D-2 like R2
Bitch I never hesitated to give 'em the boot like Italy
Think they match up with these powers, they mini-mes
Shawty see me glowed up, fuck her 'til she sick of me
She be poppin' that nani I beat it like Billy Jean, uh
Stage name same as my real one to let the
People who doubted me know they'll never get rid of me
Now it makes sense why I failed history
'Cause I won't let my past determine how my future is finna be, nah
Serve 'em like a waiter, been about that paper
Gotta get this money, I know we gonna rake up
Time to shine like Jacob, 'til you meet your maker
So don't get too comfy, we comin' for you haters
There ain't no debating, and y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
There ain't no debating, y'all, y'all ain't nothing to us
Hide when we come for you
Mama say mama sa, get a piece of that pie
Look, look at my paper, look at them haters
They keep me on the grind
Ma-mama say mama sa, get a piece of that pie
Look, look at my paper, look at them haters
They keep me on the grind