Hold On Lyrics

We bringing this shit to a whole nother level, now

Oh, Jesus

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Uh

Yeah

I'm not talking Nike when I say just do it, baby, run the checks

Aye

It comes in one ear and out the other, I digress

Bitch, I do

I can't even stomach all these rappers, I digest

It's a fact

Lock them up, they need a take a sleep a rest

Goodnight

Back and forth, little boy, just pick a side

Every sentence that I drop like prison, it takes time

I can tell it's jokes in seven seconds, like it's Vine

They say, how you feel it when it isn't there

Like, I'm a mime

Everybody wanna ask me for money, but I let them know that the bank closed

Don't hit me for paper, don't hit me for favors

I'm leaving to trail that say, take notes

I look at my haters, I laugh at them later

The Pen on the paper I make quotes

With all of the waves that I'm making the statement is patience

I'm gone need a raincoat

With the race

And a bit of pape

Put me in the place

With a cape

Gotta get the cake

Water like a lake

With the greats

There is no debate

I know it is fate

With a break

That he never takes

You know that he's great

Hold up. Wait a minute

I could give in when the times right

I know that she wanna fuck, but it's just for the lime light

Hold up, woah, woah

Hold up, woah, woah

Hold up, wait a minute, I could give in when the times right

I know that she wanna fuck, but it's just for the lime light

Hold up, woah, woah

Hold up, woah, woah

I turned maybes into how much then I spent it just to get it

Hope you level up and find out what it's like to be the ticket

I remember when nobody showed, and all I heard was crickets

Now I count it by the thousand, but still rockin' the same fitted

So I know I let it go

She wanna hit it on the low

I let it go

My tears had turned into some snow

Then into gold

I used to do it for the pros, now for the soul

Yeah, yeah

Look, I'm my biggest enemy

Got more stripes than referee

Choppa comin' after like I'm NLE

When I call the gang, you gon' see more legs than a centipede

Always with my dawgs, we gon' level up this pedigree like woah

They sick I'm doin' well, cause I never sold my soul

And shout out to myself, cause I never let me go

And shout out to my back, cause I did it on my own

And I ain't gonna stop till my people dripped in gold.

Now hold up, wait a minute, I could give in when the times right

I know that she wanna fuck, but it's just for the lime light

Hold up, woah, woah

Hold up, woah, woah

Now hold up, wait a minute, I could give in when the times right

I know that she wanna fuck, but it's just for the lime light

Hold up, woah, woah

Hold up, woah, woah