Hol Up
If they not there for you they'll show signs
Makin plots upon a bag that get you jail time
Look them right up in their eyes there's for sale signs
Showing all that fake love just to sale lies
I got plots upon a bag to take me worldwide
Your closet homies doubt you I just said in due time
Chop it up with my queen to start her own line
And when they need money only time ring my line
How about checking on me make sure that I'm fine
I'm praying for your fam do you do that for mines
See how they looking at me like a gold mine
They want a feature cause I'm ether want my dollar signs
I'm seeking peace, but I'm not stopping till I'm multi
I got a yungin on the way so I race time
I keep a shooter tell them wait at the base line
This world is evil I been trying hard to be kind
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
I had a bitch that use to say that she all mine
That hoe a hoe, I couldn't make that hoe a housewife
I had a homie use to say that he going to ride
He told the opps the play I almost lost my life
I'm snapping necks collecting checks smoking fine pine
I can do this by my lonely how bout your side
Teremana got me loaded swerved bout five times
I turned it up a Tuesday Blend they banging five Lives
I give a fuck about who next cause it's my time
I heard a couple rappers trying steal my lines
I got some haters mad I won't share the limelight
I see that pussy boy mad I move on my time
I hit my brother shot the throwaway don't try mines
I'm connected with the reckless different gang signs
My focus on my dollars and my shawty waist line
These niggaz hate me but they always worried bout mines
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Makin plots upon a bag that get you jail time
Look them right up in their eyes there's for sale signs
Showing all that fake love just to sale lies
I got plots upon a bag to take me worldwide
Your closet homies doubt you I just said in due time
Chop it up with my queen to start her own line
And when they need money only time ring my line
How about checking on me make sure that I'm fine
I'm praying for your fam do you do that for mines
See how they looking at me like a gold mine
They want a feature cause I'm ether want my dollar signs
I'm seeking peace, but I'm not stopping till I'm multi
I got a yungin on the way so I race time
I keep a shooter tell them wait at the base line
This world is evil I been trying hard to be kind
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
I had a bitch that use to say that she all mine
That hoe a hoe, I couldn't make that hoe a housewife
I had a homie use to say that he going to ride
He told the opps the play I almost lost my life
I'm snapping necks collecting checks smoking fine pine
I can do this by my lonely how bout your side
Teremana got me loaded swerved bout five times
I turned it up a Tuesday Blend they banging five Lives
I give a fuck about who next cause it's my time
I heard a couple rappers trying steal my lines
I got some haters mad I won't share the limelight
I see that pussy boy mad I move on my time
I hit my brother shot the throwaway don't try mines
I'm connected with the reckless different gang signs
My focus on my dollars and my shawty waist line
These niggaz hate me but they always worried bout mines
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
Ain't no way I can fold up
Pouring drank in my soda
Got dank nigga roll up
Like the cell get rolled up
Keep an eye for the cobras
No time get your dough up
No time get your dough up
Bitch nigga I said hold up
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Writer(s): Jeremy Hall
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