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I Ain't Hiding - DJ Kamron Cox/Youngboy Never Broke Again
Composed by：Stevie Jones
Private number call my phone say that I'ma kill you
I told that n***a I ain't
Hidin' I'm prolly in yo city
I keep it with me pullup
On me and s**t gone get wicked
All this s**t these n***as
Doin' I swear I on feel 'em
Eleven-thousand round my
Kneck and thats just up in chains
10 bands up in my pocket fresh up out the bank
You ain't my round p***y n***a youn feel my pain
This s**t I spit on tracks
Straight facts it ain't a f**king game
It ain't a song that I write I on think 'bout Dave
I walk on stage thousand people screaming my name
He prolly think I owe 'em some
I on owe 'em a thang
B***h you gone make me show you
Some you go against the grain
Send my n***as to bust you
Up since you think that I'm playing
One night we hit two back to
Back like n***a what you saying
I cut the bare make it short
Got that from 'cross the tracks
Catching slipping down bad and we gon bust yo a*s
My OG said 'cause you a shoot that don't make
You a man it's how you play yo
Hand or react when you in dat jam
This for my n***as dead
And gone and no ones in that can
I'ma forever hold it down forever take a stand
You say you looking for me n***a I ain't hiding 'bout it
Chop yo nuts and play with me get touched
I can make 5'd on my mama all us 'bout that drama
B***h we slanging 9 'bout it
Repping like you step we really
Spent these n***as lying 'bout it
Choppa for whoever want it
You know how we coming
Run up on ya put this b***h up on ya
Put this b***h up on ya
S**t get gutta gotta stay up on it
Never know how who out to get you
You gotta watch your homies
Wake up every morning tryna get
A dolla when you down and ain't
Got nun they'nn got no holla
Gotta get this s**t for my lil
Boys gotta get it for my mamaaa
B***h you bet not short me out
My money I want every dollar or else
I'ma bust yo f**king head 'cus I on play that
We gon load up with them guttas
We gon swerve where you stay at
Can't keep in the block like
Dishin boy too many people on that
I on give a mothaf**k ain't stoppin'
Till I get my s**t back believe that leave
Deceased fenna get in when the sun down
All night we gone wait till he come out
See his a*s hop out on 'em wit a glock out
What it is it's a mandown
Where I'm from I was taught never stand
Down once I'm leaving I'm coming back round
Supressor on the front take away the sound
Supressor on the front take away the sound
You say you looking for me n***a ainn hiding 'bout it
Chop yo nuts and play with
Me get touched I can make 5'd
On my mama all us 'bout dat dramaaa
B***h we slanging 9 'bout it reppin' like you step
We really spent these n***as lying 'bout it
Choppa for whoever want it
You know how we coming
Run up on ya put this b***h up on ya
Put this b***h up on ya
S**t get gutta gotta stay up on it never
Know who out to get ya you betta watch yo homies