Hol' Up
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
I make a move and I skate
Walk in the room and it shake
I got a grip on the hate
Niggas ain't shit and they fake
Hol' up, wait, I don't play
Heaven sake, you been fake
Prolly why you'll never make it
See my chance and imma take it
On my soul, I ain't waiting
I got too much shit on the line to be still contemplating
You know that I'm out of it
Reason why I talk alotta shit
Was dimming before but now I'm lit
I'm not out here gunning for clout and shit
I'm not with the fake or the counterfeit
Been stacking in Forbes, what you think I'm hustling for
My city be harboring all the success
Bet I'm taking my time til I bust down the door
Have my son stacking money way way way before the young nigga can count it
Now the racks coming in like fountain
I got it mapped out, I'm saying it's nothing
5 years and it's over
I pray my girl never model Fashion Nova
Boss shit, pulling up in a rover
Live life, never sober
Fuck you now pay me, Got curry, no KD
Vision blurry, I'm wavy, know I dance dirty like Swayze
Niggas know I be spazzing quick
Big mad but they glad i spit
Verse cold, I've been working sick
Got a verbal gift, I be blurting shit
They call me nipsey, I hustle till I'm blue in the face
Mission been to keep a few in the safe
Lapped y'all, boy I flew in the race
Move without trace
Y'all ass, real weak shit
Niggas so-so like seamstress
I be focused all on green strips
Mission been to get the whole team lit
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
I make a move and I skate
Walk in the room and it shake
I got a grip on the hate
Niggas ain't shit and they fake
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Niggas ain't part of the wave
Hop on the road that I paved
Playing this shit in a rave
NR, I got it engraved, woah
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
I make a move and I skate
Walk in the room and it shake
I got a grip on the hate
Niggas ain't shit and they fake
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Niggas ain't part of the wave
Hop on the road that I paved
Playing this shit in a rave
NR, I got it engraved
Hol' up
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
I make a move and I skate
Walk in the room and it shake
I got a grip on the hate
Niggas ain't shit and they fake
Hol' up, wait, I don't play
Heaven sake, you been fake
Prolly why you'll never make it
See my chance and imma take it
On my soul, I ain't waiting
I got too much shit on the line to be still contemplating
You know that I'm out of it
Reason why I talk alotta shit
Was dimming before but now I'm lit
I'm not out here gunning for clout and shit
I'm not with the fake or the counterfeit
Been stacking in Forbes, what you think I'm hustling for
My city be harboring all the success
Bet I'm taking my time til I bust down the door
Have my son stacking money way way way before the young nigga can count it
Now the racks coming in like fountain
I got it mapped out, I'm saying it's nothing
5 years and it's over
I pray my girl never model Fashion Nova
Boss shit, pulling up in a rover
Live life, never sober
Fuck you now pay me, Got curry, no KD
Vision blurry, I'm wavy, know I dance dirty like Swayze
Niggas know I be spazzing quick
Big mad but they glad i spit
Verse cold, I've been working sick
Got a verbal gift, I be blurting shit
They call me nipsey, I hustle till I'm blue in the face
Mission been to keep a few in the safe
Lapped y'all, boy I flew in the race
Move without trace
Y'all ass, real weak shit
Niggas so-so like seamstress
I be focused all on green strips
Mission been to get the whole team lit
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
I make a move and I skate
Walk in the room and it shake
I got a grip on the hate
Niggas ain't shit and they fake
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Niggas ain't part of the wave
Hop on the road that I paved
Playing this shit in a rave
NR, I got it engraved, woah
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
I make a move and I skate
Walk in the room and it shake
I got a grip on the hate
Niggas ain't shit and they fake
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Hol' up, wait, hol' up, wait
Niggas ain't part of the wave
Hop on the road that I paved
Playing this shit in a rave
NR, I got it engraved
Hol' up
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Writer(s): Aderlin Familia
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