Held Back

I been lackin' latley
But, I got to get it done pranto
Got to do it perfectly, so, I do it solo
Niggas who now envy me tried to make me go slow
"You never gon' make it bro", nigga, I was told so
I could feel the hate, like, straight up in my core
So, I fucked a nigga bitch, I was straight up in her torso
Everybody judged me like I was in that court
So, I found me a lil' guilty of all the shit I bought

Get up in the morning, 'bout to go shoot some visuals
Wake up in the next 'cause we got to make the sequels
Automatic hustle everyday, it's by default
You ain't shit pushin' though, nigga, we ain't equal
Ever had a bitch go leave you for a pay cheque?
Feelin' a lil' robbed, so, I had to get my pay checked
Bih' stole a hunned from my closet, I was trippin'
Back then, I worked hard to get a hunned, was a mission
Tried to cut her off, but you know that she was leachin'
Tried to clear up all the pockets she was reachin'
One day, she don't love me, then she do, she a season
Can't blame me for the way we had to split, I had reasons
She said she don't like how I spend it on my brothers
Only spend the money with the people you would die by
It her eyes I should've never spent it on no other
Shit came unexpected, feel like it's a drive-by
Shit came unexpected
I was in my mama house, dreamin' 'bout the status
Niggas like, "what's that about", actin' like they made us
You feel Dj Khaled, you should make another one
I saw you hate my Ws, so, I made another one
Shit came unexpected
I was in my mama house, dreamin' 'bout the status
Niggas like, "what's that about", actin' like they made us
You should make another one

I been lackin' latley
But, I got to get it done pranto
Got to do it perfectly, so, I do it solo
Niggas who now envy me tried to make me go slow
"You never gon' make it bro", nigga, I was told so
I could feel the hate, like, straight up in my core
So, I fucked a nigga bitch, I was straight up in her torso
Everybody judged me like I was in that court
So, I found me a lil' guilty of all the shit I bought

I try to leave the crib at 2pm, it's gettin' weird
I see my ex bitch with this nigga with a beard
They picked a spot right outside my gate, so random
I try to be a ghost in this bih, Danny Phantom
Stepped outside the gate, passed 'em like I never seen 'em
Bitch holla'd at me, I ain't finna greet 'em
Homie said, "what's up, nigga", dared him to repeat it
Ain't tryna' put nobody on a tee, so, I beat it

But, I got to get it done pranto
Got to do it perfectly, so, I do it solo
Niggas who now envy me tried to make me go slow
"You never gon' make it bro", nigga, I was told so
I could feel the hate, like, straight up in my core
So, I fucked a nigga bitch, I was straight up in her torso
Everybody judged me like I was in that court
So, I found me a lil' guilty of all the shit I bought