hold on ft. NES Naccho Lyrics

I dug deep to put these stones on

Dog who ain't found his way back home, his home gone

Stretch ten P's across the team one used to go long

Oh my god, she bring me out yeah I might hold on

Hold on, for my doley and for so long

A broken night, my memories prove that we both wrong

Just want control, and my own soul been tryna so long

Wrist gone cold I put that shit on, damn near froze off

Off, me

Lil' hoe get off me

Them boys some hoes to speak too much on me

I'm the topic

God I'm T'd, he ran up on me with my Rodney

God these Vs, shine bright as hell like heaven lost it

Throw up my V, four of these tennis chains they frosted

Spark up OG, I smoke that shit make you exhausted

Go up on E, and now I need like four more pockets

Bitch over me, and she wanna tug up where my rod is

I dug deep to put these stones on

Dog who ain't found his way back home, his home gone

Stretch ten P's across the team one used to go long

Oh my god, she bring me out yeah I might hold on

Hold on, for my doley and for so long

A broken night, my memories prove that we both wrong

Just want control, and my own soul been tryna so long

Wrist gone cold I put that shit on, damn near froze off

Tennis chains on me, I damn near froze up

Keep a K for all my problems, now they hold up

Used to pray for days like this, now they just show up

Pouring fours, escape the pain my heart getting colder

Three band, my skinny jeans these hoes get tore up

Your hoe suck dick make my legs shake, and my curls toe up

Your hoe a V, I pour my four up then my four up

Raw dogging lean, my hoe tell me to put my foam up