On Hold
Everything on Hold
Everything
Everything on hold
Packed my bags had to go
Hit the slab
Ian lookin back
Shid what fo
You think dem bitches gone miss u Nigga
Jus cause u gone
Ull see the picture much clearer
Nigga when u alone
Get yo own
Watch how many people call ya Phone Dats why im gone
Rolled the pressure up got in my Zone
Im leavin home
Focused on my goals to get this Dough
Nothin poppin but guns where im
From
Its like the alamo
Da streetz its cold
If u ain't gotta no hustle
Its gone make u fold
Lock n load
Then we hit block
Time to rock n roll
Pockets swole
Invested in the stock
Nah watch the price explode
Doublin up dat money
While u stuntin
nah ya pockets exposed
Im here to let u know
In mobtown niggas trained to go
It Aint a joke
Niggas dead broke
Tryna stay a float
N ot tryna gloat
Whateva u chose to do
Always got my support
Ull know ya nigga fake
Dat say the same
Cause its neva gone show
Put dat nigga on hold
Im puttin everything on hold
Everything on hold
Everything
Im puttin everything on hold
Everything on hold
Everything
Makin better decisions
Got my palms steady intichin
I jus had to put some distance
Between negative attention
Get up n get it
U cant be searchin for pity
Persona is turnin gritty
Dis aint the time to be timid
I jus been livin
Money the only thing in my vision
Trips to da bank my repetition
Straight to the vault
Thats recognition
Im bout my bidness
Lil nigga
Im talkin digits n figures
If u don't dig it i differ
Jus hold on
Ill get back witcha
If u dont get the picture
Ima have to dismiss ya
Being broke was the issue
Ian cope wit da system
I was raised full of wisdom
If u want it u gotta go get it
Get out on ya own
N dont wait on no nigga
Dis come from da heart
Wen i say that i miss ya
Cause im pushin everything off
To the distance
Its about codes
Cant live by em now
Niggas too low
Swear they real
But we already know u told
Snitched on my cuz
thought we forgot about it
Nah that shit on hold
First lemme tell u what i would do
Get outta dodge
Aint even time to tie ya shoe
Parole comin up
Dey still mad at u
Rackin dem sticks up
Jus to turn shit pyruuu
Wanna change situations
Its best to change ya location
Everything
Everything on hold
Packed my bags had to go
Hit the slab
Ian lookin back
Shid what fo
You think dem bitches gone miss u Nigga
Jus cause u gone
Ull see the picture much clearer
Nigga when u alone
Get yo own
Watch how many people call ya Phone Dats why im gone
Rolled the pressure up got in my Zone
Im leavin home
Focused on my goals to get this Dough
Nothin poppin but guns where im
From
Its like the alamo
Da streetz its cold
If u ain't gotta no hustle
Its gone make u fold
Lock n load
Then we hit block
Time to rock n roll
Pockets swole
Invested in the stock
Nah watch the price explode
Doublin up dat money
While u stuntin
nah ya pockets exposed
Im here to let u know
In mobtown niggas trained to go
It Aint a joke
Niggas dead broke
Tryna stay a float
N ot tryna gloat
Whateva u chose to do
Always got my support
Ull know ya nigga fake
Dat say the same
Cause its neva gone show
Put dat nigga on hold
Im puttin everything on hold
Everything on hold
Everything
Im puttin everything on hold
Everything on hold
Everything
Makin better decisions
Got my palms steady intichin
I jus had to put some distance
Between negative attention
Get up n get it
U cant be searchin for pity
Persona is turnin gritty
Dis aint the time to be timid
I jus been livin
Money the only thing in my vision
Trips to da bank my repetition
Straight to the vault
Thats recognition
Im bout my bidness
Lil nigga
Im talkin digits n figures
If u don't dig it i differ
Jus hold on
Ill get back witcha
If u dont get the picture
Ima have to dismiss ya
Being broke was the issue
Ian cope wit da system
I was raised full of wisdom
If u want it u gotta go get it
Get out on ya own
N dont wait on no nigga
Dis come from da heart
Wen i say that i miss ya
Cause im pushin everything off
To the distance
Its about codes
Cant live by em now
Niggas too low
Swear they real
But we already know u told
Snitched on my cuz
thought we forgot about it
Nah that shit on hold
First lemme tell u what i would do
Get outta dodge
Aint even time to tie ya shoe
Parole comin up
Dey still mad at u
Rackin dem sticks up
Jus to turn shit pyruuu
Wanna change situations
Its best to change ya location
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Writer(s): Bakari Bryant
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