Hide The Rest - Peezy & Rick Ross: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

Peezy & Rick Ross

Hide The Rest

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Hide The Rest fue lanzado el 26 de septiembre de 2025 por #Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE como parte del álbum STILL GHETTO

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumSTILL GHETTO

Fecha de lanzamiento26 de septiembre de 2025

Sello discográfico#Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM90

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes

Peezy

Voces

Rick Ross

Voces

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

William Roberts

William Roberts

Autoría

Phillip Peaks

Autoría

Producción e ingeniería

Roger Goodman

Producción

Julian Suleiman

Julian Suleiman

Ingeniería de mezcla

Michael Wyatt Fire4Hire

Michael Wyatt Fire4Hire

Ingeniería de mezcla

Phillip Peaks

Asistente de ingeniería de grabación

Brandon Suwinski

Brandon Suwinski

Asistente de ingeniería de grabación

Michael Wyatt

Masterización

Skyler Gibbons

Ingeniería de mezcla

Da Realest

Ingeniería de grabación

Letra

[Intro]

Royal House on the beat

Too easy, get money too easy

Peezy, my ****, Double M, Rosé, yeah, huh

Maybach Music

[Verse 1]

Gettin' rich in this bitch, boy, it's hit or miss

I can let you **** watch while I flip a brick

At the marina on the yacht with a pretty bitch

I ate her pussy on the spot like a plate of fish

Back to the dealer with a bag for my favorite whip

I got a million on me cash, you could take a pic

New indictments comin' fast, did I make the list?

They wanna see your face down, ****, on your dick

Feds got a case, think I'm launderin' money

All the **** in the club with me robbin' and gunnin'

Snitchin' **** must have a problem or somethin'

On my mama, pussy ****, they gotta get punished

Wanted eighty birds, but I got away with words

I'm 'bout to be a billionaire, I'ma say it first

Thirty million for the jet, so you know what's next

So much money comin', I need a spot to hide the rest

[Chorus]

So much money comin', I need a spot to hide the rest

So much money comin', I need a spot to hide the rest

[Verse 2]

Count it up and hide the rest, taxin' like the IRS

Never let 'em see you down, never let 'em see you sweat

Sittin' in car bones fresh, Ghetto fresh off a jet

Real diamonds 'round my neck, ain't hard to tell I'm worth a check

The feds hit the hood, ain't break a sweat (They tried)

You know I'm ridin' with my dawgs like DMX (Rough Ride)

I ain't never had shit, that's why I flex (Uh-huh)

And where I'm from, the money can't buy you respect (No lie)

Big shifty, rich ****, you know I'ma go grind

Bottega shades on with my eyes on the prize

Get a rental, hit the road, we ain't gettin' no job

These lil' **** turnin' killers, they ain't flippin' no fries

If you seen what we seen, you wouldn't be surprised

Buyin' foreign after foreign, turnin' up my garage

Buyin' crib after crib, watches on the side

LLCs and private names, keep the business in disguise, yeah

Tell the engineer to stop me if I lied, huh

They know they ain't fuckin' with us, but at least they tried

Take over small towns, we conquer and divide 'em

The money comin' so fast, it ain't nowhere to hide it

Yeah

[Chorus]

So much money comin', I need a spot to hide the rest

So much money comin', I need a spot to hide the rest

[Outro]

Can we throw these ones away, man? Since we got five hundred thousand dollars

Well, I'll tell you what we can do, we can give it to the poor

That's exactly what I say too, we'll just donate those to the poor

As a matter of fact, we'll just ride down the street and give them ones away

Written by: Kareem Johnson, Phillip Glen Earl Peaks, Roger Goodman, William Roberts

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