Hold On
You ain't the same you ain't the same nomore
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
You ain't the same you ain't the same nomore
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
Baby hold my hand
I dont wanna fuck with you
I just want ya friend
Pulling up in a two door with the roof missing again
My swagger be so stupid got these dummies on a trend
I be dripping in ice got my wrist below ten
Took so many l's i think im rooting for a win
Niggas think they know me but they didn't know me then
I was broke on the train thinking how im supposed to live
Ima put it all in her face
Take her out on a date
Ride around in a raf
Matter fact im with eight
You in the jungle nigga with some hungry niggas
Then you know you bound to get ate
Run up on me with the burner with me send six shots to his face
Eat her up like cake
Talk to god i got faith
I got angels with me when i move around so im walking around like im safe
Ima work her out then beat it out like im tryna get her in shape
Ima young nigga with a bag on me so you know a lot of niggas hate
You ain't the same you ain't the same nomore
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
You ain't the same you ain't the same nomore
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
You ain't the same you ain't the same nomore
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
Baby hold my hand
I dont wanna fuck with you
I just want ya friend
Pulling up in a two door with the roof missing again
My swagger be so stupid got these dummies on a trend
I be dripping in ice got my wrist below ten
Took so many l's i think im rooting for a win
Niggas think they know me but they didn't know me then
I was broke on the train thinking how im supposed to live
Ima put it all in her face
Take her out on a date
Ride around in a raf
Matter fact im with eight
You in the jungle nigga with some hungry niggas
Then you know you bound to get ate
Run up on me with the burner with me send six shots to his face
Eat her up like cake
Talk to god i got faith
I got angels with me when i move around so im walking around like im safe
Ima work her out then beat it out like im tryna get her in shape
Ima young nigga with a bag on me so you know a lot of niggas hate
You ain't the same you ain't the same nomore
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
You ain't the same you ain't the same nomore
I know it's fake i know they hate na na
You playing games get out the way go on
You could've wait it'll be okay hold on
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Writer(s): Tejuan Hartfield
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