hidemen - see and be lyrics
[verse 1: wira munir]
maybe you accept your crowd by the face
don’t care about no key
only care about race
guess life’s a marathon
and i’m still last place
but just like the turtle
i’ll eventually pick up the pace
don’t apologise to me when you’ve settled late
i’ve chosen my own fate
i’d rather stay this way
than have to spend my time and my money
on a group of fakes
throw dimes on this bunch of flakes
[hook: hu$$y]
see me running on the street (check!)
no, i do not sip no lean (nah)
i’m boutta cop some green (yuh!)
see and be, i ain’t coming clean (f-ck that!)
see me running on the street (check, check!)
no, i do not sip no lean (nah)
i’m boutta cop some green (ay)
see and be, i ain’t coming clean (f-ck that!)
[verse 2: qush jr]
i ain’t coming clean, i’m about to finesse
i guess, you’re just a phony
who you tryna impress?
a captain, acting over reacting
imagine counterfeit seeking for attention
i come and i go
i’m on a roll
got a cheque
i need some more, huh
money ain’t comin in slow
got everything on my own, aye, yuh
i realised our real eyes can never tell those real lies
well, besides, motherf-cker, i’m certified
[verse 3: mattgnaw]
my neck like yellow
i got golf on my sh-t
f-ck designer brands
i got golf on my cons
my sh-t too weird for the m-sses
i’m too much like tyler
imma end up on a mattress
they sleep on my sh-t too fire
my job’s here to inspire, all the kids in the streets
all the ones who wanted to be like those on the beats
the really hard ones, the ones who made to the top
my kid, it’s make it or break it
believe or fall of the block
[verse 4: hu$$y]:
my notes be all red but they ain’t blue
close it off, barricade, don’t wanna get the flu
i don’t got a big body, but i’ll body you
you best believe, my pockets ain’t skinny, fool
i make what you make in two days, in two hours
so hold up, wait, dont get too sour
i be on the roll cos i’m getting higher
you know for a fact that you lower
[hook: hu$$y]
see me running on the street (check!)
no, i do not sip no lean (nah)
i’m boutta cop some green (yuh!)
see and be, i ain’t coming clean (f-ck that!)
see me running on the street (check, check!)
no, i do not sip no lean (nah)
i’m boutta cop some green (ay)
see and be, i ain’t coming clean (f-ck that!)
[outro: wahab]
cnb, you are under arrest!
who do you get your dope from?
must be the malay speaking chinese boy who faught in orchard towers
– bleep –
f-cking b-tch
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