Hold on Me
As a young boy, man they said I wouldn't be shit
Now take a look at my books and my thesis
Leave them all speechless, how young Beez become Jesus
I'm a chief with a scroll like a demon to ghost
The police on patrol, it be taking a toll
Never break never fold, wanna bake imma roll
Shaking the boat, taking what's owed
Tell em upgrade how they flow, pray for my foe
My one persona's young Jehovah
Venom on my tongue like I come from cobras
Get stung by the Beez then I'll decompose ya
Trouble on my mind, Pusha T for Potus
Can't stand these vultures, feeling lightheaded like I'm Sammy Sosa
I was planted on the planet to advance the culture
'Til my plans ramped up like a Sheckler poster
Imma Grind 'til Im bored of this shit
Fine dine on my fourth course in this bitch
Appetite high as my portion is big
I'm a Fortunate kid born with a sixth sense
See a hundred dead rappers around me
Yeah I'm coming for a rapturous bounty
Trynna go pro with my brother like Pouncey
On the block I'll put a stop to these Clowneys, yeah
Pennywise minded, five nights inside of Freddie's try hiding
Nine lives but I've already lost five and
When the pilot died already skydiving, high on the mileage
I've been designing composing refining an opus
Trying to focus but I ain't been coping
High while I'm toasting some wine at the moment
Frozen in time yeah I'm zoning, own it
You a'int seen this kind of opponent
War time and I transform into Conan
Foresight blind you ain't looking for an omen
True shit, ruthless as Brutus to Romans
Stoop to my lowest yeah you peak below it
Autopilot still could body a showing
Moving silent got my audio frozen
Fuck it I'm gone for the moment
Get it straight yeah this game's got a hold on me
Not a change imma make to get a, hold on me
Renegade 'till that gold's on me
Centerstage any day they gone call on me
Don't mean to flex, I don't do shit for respect
I do this shit for a check, pay me direct
Drain the bank until they lay me to rest, hm
Bars too sweet, Minute Made
Maybe lemonade, this is gone take a fucking Minute steak, need a minute (Wait)
The stakes is high, the rat race is violent
They aim to erase my prime and for the sake a time I might raise a nine, when
I feel fucking trapped all caged inside it, John McCain I'll die where my pride sits
I ain't been killing 'em in a minute
Gorilla with ceiling that be infinite
I'm literally intimately in love with rap
If I don't fit, then go get glove and check
Hm, I lumberjack, when I chop down trees and all the mumble rap
Lockdown d, all of my coverage stacked
I am above the cap, my Thundercat feast on vermin
The Beez be 'v' determined, tell ya g's gotta cease the burden
I don't want nothing wit that heed my verses
On point, okay see, CP3 in person
Live from Beirut
The poster child, the damn clone of babe ruth
The God they pray too, facade what they do
For mine I stay true, my commas raise too
The nigga with the deep voice, kinda straight to the point
My video game moves'll groove with the joystick
I pity the fool who think they got a hold on me
Yeah this game's got uh, got a hold on me
Never change, no way, nah, hold on me
Imma stay centerstage, till that gold's on me
I might go super saiyan, can't hold me
Get it straight yeah this game's got a hold on me
Not a change imma make to get a, hold on me
Renegade 'till that gold's on me
Centerstage any day they gone call on me
Look at my thesis bitch, bitch
Now take a look at my books and my thesis
Leave them all speechless, how young Beez become Jesus
I'm a chief with a scroll like a demon to ghost
The police on patrol, it be taking a toll
Never break never fold, wanna bake imma roll
Shaking the boat, taking what's owed
Tell em upgrade how they flow, pray for my foe
My one persona's young Jehovah
Venom on my tongue like I come from cobras
Get stung by the Beez then I'll decompose ya
Trouble on my mind, Pusha T for Potus
Can't stand these vultures, feeling lightheaded like I'm Sammy Sosa
I was planted on the planet to advance the culture
'Til my plans ramped up like a Sheckler poster
Imma Grind 'til Im bored of this shit
Fine dine on my fourth course in this bitch
Appetite high as my portion is big
I'm a Fortunate kid born with a sixth sense
See a hundred dead rappers around me
Yeah I'm coming for a rapturous bounty
Trynna go pro with my brother like Pouncey
On the block I'll put a stop to these Clowneys, yeah
Pennywise minded, five nights inside of Freddie's try hiding
Nine lives but I've already lost five and
When the pilot died already skydiving, high on the mileage
I've been designing composing refining an opus
Trying to focus but I ain't been coping
High while I'm toasting some wine at the moment
Frozen in time yeah I'm zoning, own it
You a'int seen this kind of opponent
War time and I transform into Conan
Foresight blind you ain't looking for an omen
True shit, ruthless as Brutus to Romans
Stoop to my lowest yeah you peak below it
Autopilot still could body a showing
Moving silent got my audio frozen
Fuck it I'm gone for the moment
Get it straight yeah this game's got a hold on me
Not a change imma make to get a, hold on me
Renegade 'till that gold's on me
Centerstage any day they gone call on me
Don't mean to flex, I don't do shit for respect
I do this shit for a check, pay me direct
Drain the bank until they lay me to rest, hm
Bars too sweet, Minute Made
Maybe lemonade, this is gone take a fucking Minute steak, need a minute (Wait)
The stakes is high, the rat race is violent
They aim to erase my prime and for the sake a time I might raise a nine, when
I feel fucking trapped all caged inside it, John McCain I'll die where my pride sits
I ain't been killing 'em in a minute
Gorilla with ceiling that be infinite
I'm literally intimately in love with rap
If I don't fit, then go get glove and check
Hm, I lumberjack, when I chop down trees and all the mumble rap
Lockdown d, all of my coverage stacked
I am above the cap, my Thundercat feast on vermin
The Beez be 'v' determined, tell ya g's gotta cease the burden
I don't want nothing wit that heed my verses
On point, okay see, CP3 in person
Live from Beirut
The poster child, the damn clone of babe ruth
The God they pray too, facade what they do
For mine I stay true, my commas raise too
The nigga with the deep voice, kinda straight to the point
My video game moves'll groove with the joystick
I pity the fool who think they got a hold on me
Yeah this game's got uh, got a hold on me
Never change, no way, nah, hold on me
Imma stay centerstage, till that gold's on me
I might go super saiyan, can't hold me
Get it straight yeah this game's got a hold on me
Not a change imma make to get a, hold on me
Renegade 'till that gold's on me
Centerstage any day they gone call on me
Look at my thesis bitch, bitch
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Writer(s): Brian Maccalla Jr.
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