Holidays (feat. Y7NG MO)

Ayo
Cmon Bitch
Ha
Yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh

I be rocking with these dudes
Fuck around with these shoes
I keep a real lighter in my pocket
So I can smoke a blunt
Why it be the hard days it ain't fair
I got a few chicks
Baby girls wanna have fun
I know i'm about to meet new faces but I should
And maybe faded an actual relative
And I know I know go to places to forget
Because I need some lady
Feel my own day when I wanna die
I keep it real life and fly so high
Doeflow Karrie I fuck her raw
Until I find my own way to the heaven

Straight to heaven it's a dead end
Yeah I smoke you with this smith and wesson
Nigga I don't give a fuck about your motherfucking bandz
Yeah do the dance on them hoes
Do the prance on them hoes
Ima get all the fucking dough
Yeah you already know
It's Eight ooh fucking four
And i'm gonna go up to the fucking top

Yeah i'm rocking with these chains
My life full of bass
And I still ain't ask for a loan
Any debt yeah I keep it real
With my babe and girl break up with me
Anyways Aye
Fuck em while I stay
I feel I'm getting raised yeah
But the things I care for can't not be erased
Yeah
No I can't fall in love because
All they gonna do is stab you in yo guts
Leave you in the dust
Yeah
I'm getting all the money
That's a must
But we going up anyways
Y'all see me getting paid
Y'all seeing me with my chains
Yeah
We going up you cannot stop us
Yeah we finna get the guaps
Get the motherfucking dollars
And stack it up
To the top

Proving that from darkness
The darkness of charlottesville
Of covid of gun violence
Of insurrection
We can see the light
Light is now visible
Light that will guide us forward
Not only in words but in actions



Credits
Writer(s): Franklin Edwards, Franklin Lawrence Tarelle Edwards Jr
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