Hold Up
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I’ma talk my shit I’ma talk my shit I’m back again Blowin’ in the wind I got some twins ‘Bout to hit the pent, house Ain’t takin’ no loss Already paid a cost Swish Like a n***a hit Lottery ‘Bout to spend (Yeah) Chasing Guap, my religion Ain’t getting no money You don’t get me Loads Of clothes Bank roll don’t fold Peso want more I was caged, let go Now I’m on a stage, let’s go Outta state hit tha road (Yeah) You wanna hop in pay a toll You ain’t put in on this roach So don’t be askin’ to smoke I’ma ride the beat like it was stollen Aderall wanna sponsor me cause I’m so focused Ya shawty Rubin’ on me, no lotion (Yeah) I’m that nigga til I die My frequency It’s a vibe Imma ride (Yeah) 4 my guys (Yeah) I see the light (Yeah) It’s iight (Yeah) Ego so high like a eagle I see fake n****s like I was looking, through peep hole Can’t stand the evil No Can’t stand the evil No I’ma sip my cup to take the pain away N***a tryna soak up all my energy Talking like my bro but you ain’t kin to me Ain’t got time for that shit boy, not today I’ma talk my shit I’ma talk my shit I’m back again Blowin’ in the wind I got some twins ‘Bout to hit the pent, house Ain’t takin’ no loss Already paid a cost Swish Like a n***a hit Lottery ‘Bout to spend (Yeah) Chasing Guap, my religion (Yeah) Ain’t getting no money You don’t get me You don’t get me You ain’t really bout dough You ain’t really got goals So you hatin’ onna real n***a (Yeah) I was destined just the get the figures I cook it up while I’m smokin’ a philly I ain’t eatin’ piccadilly I’ma get it cause I’m willin’ Reasons why I got a million I’m just run up them digits While you still scrapin’ up pennies Lord forgive for my sinnin’ Your bitch walked by she got to grinnin’ You would think that I was pimpin’ The way that I walk and how I jus be dippin’ (Yeah) And when ya talk about cash I’m with it (Yeah) They be lookin’ at a n***a like I am a menace Far from that but I ain’t worried bout n****s Cause imma turn up either way F*ck boy can get out my face hatin’ ass shit a disgrace That why when I wake up i pray Cause it can all end today, playa The shootin' like fouls and flagrants Yeah, woah But I swears on moms I’m makin’ it Yeah, woah Til they come and try to take me (Yeah)
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Written by: FRANK E TURNAGE, LARRY BREVELLE
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