Hold On
Slide through the city
Hearts broke
Pockets broke
It's time to figure it out
If we want to live like kings
Or keep on living in doubt
Darius in prison
Ain't no way that we gettin him out
I know what this shit is about
I know that it's either I die Or go to jail
And then my time just keep on fizzling Out
Or I could switch it up like a receiver Trying to shake his defender
And take different routes
These are my thoughts two minuets Before I break into a house
Detectives approaching my mom
Asking her are these your two sons
And if so are they in the house
What they trying to figure out?
First lick felt so dirty
But I loved the rush from all of the Money we got
I kept running through the city
I had hundreds of plots
Don't see eye to eye with pops
So im outside picking them locks
One of them cold nights I grabbed a Knife
And looked for a job
I took lefts and rights
Until I finally ran into a man
Took it out my pocket
Then I told him to empty his pants
I left it right there
And never really relived it again
Having nightmares
I just hope he forgive all my sins
Has so much to think about in Jail
I Was patient in jail
When I got out That's when I met the Daintiest girl
I'll give her diamonds and pearls
All of The time in the world
All of the brands I can't spell
Whatever the mannikins wear
I watch her dancing apparel
And that's When she said you should meet my Father
Before I pull up to your home
Fuck it I'm putting it on
One thing I learned about first
Impressions
They go really long
You excited and nervous
Trying to leave in a hurry
I'm like hold on
I barely got my fucking clothes on
We be fucking to NBA
But pulled up To a slow song
Her dad at the door waiting
Waving Before I even got my Approach on
I hopped out and walked up
Then my memories go wrong
Who would've thought the Woman That I love dad is the same Nigga that I Rode on
Hold on
Hold on
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay Free?
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay free?
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay free?
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay free?
Hold on
Hold on
Hearts broke
Pockets broke
It's time to figure it out
If we want to live like kings
Or keep on living in doubt
Darius in prison
Ain't no way that we gettin him out
I know what this shit is about
I know that it's either I die Or go to jail
And then my time just keep on fizzling Out
Or I could switch it up like a receiver Trying to shake his defender
And take different routes
These are my thoughts two minuets Before I break into a house
Detectives approaching my mom
Asking her are these your two sons
And if so are they in the house
What they trying to figure out?
First lick felt so dirty
But I loved the rush from all of the Money we got
I kept running through the city
I had hundreds of plots
Don't see eye to eye with pops
So im outside picking them locks
One of them cold nights I grabbed a Knife
And looked for a job
I took lefts and rights
Until I finally ran into a man
Took it out my pocket
Then I told him to empty his pants
I left it right there
And never really relived it again
Having nightmares
I just hope he forgive all my sins
Has so much to think about in Jail
I Was patient in jail
When I got out That's when I met the Daintiest girl
I'll give her diamonds and pearls
All of The time in the world
All of the brands I can't spell
Whatever the mannikins wear
I watch her dancing apparel
And that's When she said you should meet my Father
Before I pull up to your home
Fuck it I'm putting it on
One thing I learned about first
Impressions
They go really long
You excited and nervous
Trying to leave in a hurry
I'm like hold on
I barely got my fucking clothes on
We be fucking to NBA
But pulled up To a slow song
Her dad at the door waiting
Waving Before I even got my Approach on
I hopped out and walked up
Then my memories go wrong
Who would've thought the Woman That I love dad is the same Nigga that I Rode on
Hold on
Hold on
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay Free?
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay free?
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay free?
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentiary I will stay free?
Hold on
Hold on
Credits
Writer(s): Amauri Lindsey
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