Hold Up

Hey mane say mane it's time to cut the bullshit baby
Its go time for real, its showtime for real
You been talkin' bout it, its time to walk about it
Know'm talm'bout
Its time to start networking and start get working
Real talk baby its time to represent
Know'm talm'bout
Put a lotta lotta work into this yaknow'msayin
Now its time to get a lotta lotta chips
Time to get rich baby but
First you gotta shut up and come up
I'm the type of chopper that belong in chopper movies
I'm the type of chopper that be chopping if you
Chop and screw me
I'm the type of chopper that'll chop you like a doctor
Know you probably want to stop a chopper
But you just can't figure how to
One thing I don't get this
Why is getting murdered by me
So high on your wish-list
Looking at your timeline it sound like a bitch Fest
Newsflash! you cannot whine your way into success
You gone have to grind and try to
Well you know, suck less
I'm the type of chopper sponsor a trip to the morgue
Merchandise your murder let the whole block mourn
You grew up on morphine I grew up on Morpheus
My style limited edition ain't no more of us
Feel like I murdered you everywhere
Your ghost tour with us
Ladies love lyricists they be like how come
Cause she see me gettin dough with the flow
So she knows Sly Tha Deuce is a
Pro with the tongue

Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
I don't like going there
But we can go there, B
Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
Please don't act like I owe you my energy
Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
I don't like going there, going there
But we can go there, B
Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
Please don't act like I owe you my energy

Boy you see disloyalty in these streets
And that's how it be but it hurts
Even worse when the ones that be doing you dirt
Are family and that's church
They don't want the art they just want the beats
They don't want your heart they just want the beats
This ain't no style, this is a mindset
Where were your minds at
Look how your times spent. I inspired and confused you
That first 48 type of behavior was usual
I taught you to murder the scene
I heard you were on a team
Where them boys at we don't see 'em
Fairy tales call em dairy dreams
You ain't out here really making cream
Everything ain't what it seems. You say I hit your chick
I told you no the hell I didn't. You said that she was a 10
I said I guess our scales must be different
I said our scales must be different

Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
I don't like going there
But we can go there, B
Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
Please don't act like I owe you my energy
Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
I don't like going there, going there
But we can go there, B
Hold up my nigga my nigga
Hold up my g
Please don't act like I owe you my energy



Credits
Writer(s): Sylvester Thabit
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