TELLALI - Hideaway lyrics
[TELLALI - Hideaway lyrics]
Laugh again, wanna drop it, then drop it
Try again, wanna stop it, can’t stop it
Buy the van, boutta shop it, and cop it
Who the man, wanna pop it, then lock it
Hideaway, huh yuh hideaway, too dumb huh
Hideaway, huh yuh huh
Hideaway, you too dumb huh
Wait until it’s done huh
Got a ways to run huh
Leave you in the sun huh
Battle isn’t won huh get you with a gun huh
Will be left with none huh
Why this shit be fun huh
How the story spun huh yuh
AHH!, Flip your life completely
Over, now it’s over, yuh
F-F-Flip your life completely over
Now it’s over yuh i have no clue
What should I do o-once it’s over yuh
I I have no clue, what should
I do when it’s all over, yuh
Bitch-bitch-bitch ya, I don’t need ya
This Glock so hot it looks like
You just got a fever (ahh)
Ain’t catching me bruh, you a damn believer
(huh) drop your body off to la isla bonita
Ya nígga
"Counselor" (I need your help)
"Come out, come out, wherever you are"
(Can you hear me) "How long are
You in here" (Oh fuck, aHH)
Too much in my head, I feel dead
I feel nothing
Hide that in the shed, get a med
That is something
All up in the red, body fed
That is something
Haul that to the feds, I feel dead
I feel nothing hideaway, huh yuh
Hideaway, too dumb huh hideaway, huh yuh huh
Hideaway, you too dumb huh
Hideaway, hideaway, huh yuh
Hideaway, hideaway, too dumb huh
Hideaway, hideaway, huh yuh huh
Hideaway, hideaway, you too dumb huh
Try again, wanna stop it, can’t stop it
Buy the van, boutta shop it, and cop it
Who the man, wanna pop it, then lock it
Hideaway, huh yuh hideaway, too dumb huh
Hideaway, huh yuh huh
Hideaway, you too dumb huh
Wait until it’s done huh
Got a ways to run huh
Leave you in the sun huh
Battle isn’t won huh get you with a gun huh
Will be left with none huh
Why this shit be fun huh
How the story spun huh yuh
AHH!, Flip your life completely
Over, now it’s over, yuh
F-F-Flip your life completely over
Now it’s over yuh i have no clue
What should I do o-once it’s over yuh
I I have no clue, what should
I do when it’s all over, yuh
Bitch-bitch-bitch ya, I don’t need ya
This Glock so hot it looks like
You just got a fever (ahh)
Ain’t catching me bruh, you a damn believer
(huh) drop your body off to la isla bonita
Ya nígga
"Counselor" (I need your help)
"Come out, come out, wherever you are"
(Can you hear me) "How long are
You in here" (Oh fuck, aHH)
Too much in my head, I feel dead
I feel nothing
Hide that in the shed, get a med
That is something
All up in the red, body fed
That is something
Haul that to the feds, I feel dead
I feel nothing hideaway, huh yuh
Hideaway, too dumb huh hideaway, huh yuh huh
Hideaway, you too dumb huh
Hideaway, hideaway, huh yuh
Hideaway, hideaway, too dumb huh
Hideaway, hideaway, huh yuh huh
Hideaway, hideaway, you too dumb huh