Hold On (Gonna Make It) (feat. LindaMusic137)

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Elian Ogontz

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That's the thing it's a grind /
Play the game get your shine
I never liked in my lifetime
Politicking with egos
While I'm kicking these mean flows
The evil and green yo
Makes it hard to see though
Y no soy un gringo
But that's another thing tho
And I'm a black king bro
And I gotta do my thing
They tried trap me in the bing yo
Depression put me in sink hole
Started to question what I'm needed for
Then my girl said thats she need to go
I saw the devil in a breeze of smoke
I need some hope
Look let me show you I grow my fullest
Then they shot my foot with a golden bullen
Do it when they shouldn't
If mistakes was made I take the blame
Still carry the shame from things I can't say
At to this day my nigz walking wit they Rottweiler
Some niggas  is fathers and I envy those problems
Some went to a college
I praise God for my mamá
She help me guide through the drama
Rip to my father
I tryna heal all the trauma
Some shit sit on my conscious
I put all in this rhyming
Maybe im being too honest

Hold on
You gonna make it bro
Hold on
You gonna make it bro
Hold on
You gonna make it bro
Hold on
Keep going, keep flowing

From the bottom of bottoms
To the top of the tops
Man who the f*ck I'm kidding I still off the block
I put that shit in my sock
It's f*ck a pig or a cop
See people working a lot
See people working with out
See people working through droughts
But they still working it out
How dare open my mouth
Complain, compare or I pout
That's not what caring's about
That's what Karen's about
I sit stare on the couch
Should be somewhere where it counts
Uh oh I need some help again
I try to find my friends
but they're blowing in the wind
Last year Rem almost left the family
The shit caused insanity
Now it all seems like vanity
Install a couple vanities
To fill up all the pantries
And peel a couple panties
But there's no peace under the canopy
How can this be?
I'm losing sleep to chase a dream
It seems so silly he
Traded in his beef for a can of beans
Let's really see if these seeds bare a fruitless tree
Or if he hit the peak and bring back key auxiliaries
Or concede defeat and end up sleep in these Philly streets
The food, the water, the air is killing me
I hope they feeling me

Hold on
You gonna make it bro
Hold on
You gonna make it bro
Hold on
You gonna make it bro
Hold on

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