Hold It Down ft. YME Marco Lyrics

Big gangsta on me

I feel like a lotta people looking down on me lately

Couldn't give a single fuck if any y'all wanna hate me

Since you talking bout you love me, here this song for you baby

If I go back down below, then hold it down for me baby

If I go back down below ain't none of y'all gonna save me

Bitch it's me and only me, the way you talking is crazy

Feeling violent, I can hear the demons calling me lately

Trynna balance put'n in work, and keeping calm on the daily

I been 80 days clean and,

You still fucking tweaking

Don't come around me then,

Ion really need this

Lately I been grieving

Always on my defense

For you try to pretend,

Watch the way speaking

How you call this beefing?

Bitch you must be vegan

Gave me every reason

Sorry but I'm leaving

Babygirl it's treason

Baby it's the season

Tell me that you love me,

You don't really mean it

I ain't trynna talk no more

Give a fuck about the hoe

Got to many problems though

All the snakes have got to go

Tell the opps it's time to go

Tell em' I want all the smoke

I been grinding on the low,

Trynna get my pockets swole

Heard you gotta pocket pole

We be toting choppers though

Walk the way you talking hoe

I been on yo block before

I was slanging rock before

Now I'm back on top fasho

I was on the H, heavens gates

I was knocking on

Shit you never tried before

All these people dying on,

But I'm still alive and so I'm knowing that you not as strong

I been fighting all my demons and it's hard, but I be winning

I was beefing with the opps, we hit the block and we was spinning

Homie I was hella violent, now I'm trying not to sin and

It be hard for me to stop, instead of pop at all these bitches

Popping all these bitches

Niggas know I'm riches

I had to hit they ass for foe n'em niggas know I'm riches

Had to hit yo ass up,

For the block now

Nah niggas, they don't play around

We got rich, they don't come around

Really this is my town

Talking shit, I'll hit ya

Talking shit n' I ain't miss you

Better get that picture

Lil bitch I'll hit ya

Better get that picture

Lil bitch I'll hit ya

Hit you, and yo nigga

Lil bitch I'll kill em'

Talking shit I'll spill em'

It's a lot I wanna say, but words sometimes get in the way

You know a big gangsta gotta move how we move, yeah

Swear to god I'd give you my shoes

But you a bitch

You'll probably never fit

You reaching for yo phone, I'm reaching for the fucking blick

Big gangsta on me

Yeah, see me in the streets bitch

Aye