Hang On
Yeah, yeah
Hmm, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, whoo (Jayon on the beat)
I ain't poppin' these pills, no, it went down the sink
I've been rappin' my sins out, got me shootin' all these scenes
She be callin' me baby, feel like I'm a kid
Niggas start makin' papers, feel like they're the king
All these flaws and flaws, they still don't know the kid
Gave him flows on flows, he tryna out my verse
Big Bro shit got slowed, he feels like he got cursed
Big M he got some loud, I'm out the universe
I know niggas who got pitch like the siren
I've been takin' all the pics, they're admirin'
When I'm sober, I will be feelin' like I'm drownin'
Felt real pain got me rappin' at my balcony
It's been quite took the pain, I had enough
Fuck them niggas what they're sayin', I said I had enough
Growin' up no golden spoon, I had it tough
Fuck them bitches what they're sayin', I say I had it tough
It gets real on this beat, bars be comin' wavy
I've been hearin' all them stories, fuck the cap is crazy
You're wantin' all the clout now, your vision blurry
Seen some folks for what they if, what I see don't scare me
Oh-yeah (oh-yeah), yeah, yeah (oh yeah)
Oh-yeah (oh-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, ooh yeah (oh-yeah)
Yeah, yeah (oh yeah) yeah, yeah (yeah)
I ain't poppin' these pills, no, it went down the sink
I've been rappin' my sins out, got me shootin' all these scenes
She be callin' me baby, feel like I'm a kid
Niggas start makin' papers feel like they're the king
All these flaws and flaws, they still don't know the kid
Gave him flows on flows, he tryna out my verse
Big Bro shit got slowed, he feels like he got cursed
Big M he got some loud, I'm out the universe
Tryna be real in the street got me a broken soul (kill me, kill me)
I still pick up niggas calls when I ain't tryna talk
Picture flickin' with them niggas, still they ain't my dawgs
Pillow talk me to your girl, still she wanna slide
I bet they low-key on the watch they see we none alike (we none alike)
Had to don't fuck with all them niggas, they went to share my thoughts (I don't fuck 'em)
When I left them niggas gatherin', I know it's my turn
I see the blood in the eyes, they chase the red like a bull
Then junkies like Vikings that's no knife, that's a sword
Fuck 'til she is sore, she ain't seen me cumin', well that's no more
I'm off the drugs goin' through withdrawals
Lil' brodie tryna pull-up, I ain't feelin' that cool
Been outin' my old thoughts, got me thinkin' all new
I don't need no boost, I was burned with the mood
Got no bond with no crew
Hustle gon' buy me a cruise, oh yeah (ooh-yeah, ah)
I ain't poppin' these pills, no, it went down the sink
I've been rappin' my sins out, got me shootin' all these scenes
She be callin' me baby, feel like I'm a kid
Niggas start makin' papers, feels like they're the king
All these flaws and flaws, they still don't know the kid
Gave him flows on flows, he tryna out my verse
Big Bro shit got slowed, he feels like he got cursed
Big M he got some loud, I'm out the universe
Hmm, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, whoo (Jayon on the beat)
I ain't poppin' these pills, no, it went down the sink
I've been rappin' my sins out, got me shootin' all these scenes
She be callin' me baby, feel like I'm a kid
Niggas start makin' papers, feel like they're the king
All these flaws and flaws, they still don't know the kid
Gave him flows on flows, he tryna out my verse
Big Bro shit got slowed, he feels like he got cursed
Big M he got some loud, I'm out the universe
I know niggas who got pitch like the siren
I've been takin' all the pics, they're admirin'
When I'm sober, I will be feelin' like I'm drownin'
Felt real pain got me rappin' at my balcony
It's been quite took the pain, I had enough
Fuck them niggas what they're sayin', I said I had enough
Growin' up no golden spoon, I had it tough
Fuck them bitches what they're sayin', I say I had it tough
It gets real on this beat, bars be comin' wavy
I've been hearin' all them stories, fuck the cap is crazy
You're wantin' all the clout now, your vision blurry
Seen some folks for what they if, what I see don't scare me
Oh-yeah (oh-yeah), yeah, yeah (oh yeah)
Oh-yeah (oh-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, ooh yeah (oh-yeah)
Yeah, yeah (oh yeah) yeah, yeah (yeah)
I ain't poppin' these pills, no, it went down the sink
I've been rappin' my sins out, got me shootin' all these scenes
She be callin' me baby, feel like I'm a kid
Niggas start makin' papers feel like they're the king
All these flaws and flaws, they still don't know the kid
Gave him flows on flows, he tryna out my verse
Big Bro shit got slowed, he feels like he got cursed
Big M he got some loud, I'm out the universe
Tryna be real in the street got me a broken soul (kill me, kill me)
I still pick up niggas calls when I ain't tryna talk
Picture flickin' with them niggas, still they ain't my dawgs
Pillow talk me to your girl, still she wanna slide
I bet they low-key on the watch they see we none alike (we none alike)
Had to don't fuck with all them niggas, they went to share my thoughts (I don't fuck 'em)
When I left them niggas gatherin', I know it's my turn
I see the blood in the eyes, they chase the red like a bull
Then junkies like Vikings that's no knife, that's a sword
Fuck 'til she is sore, she ain't seen me cumin', well that's no more
I'm off the drugs goin' through withdrawals
Lil' brodie tryna pull-up, I ain't feelin' that cool
Been outin' my old thoughts, got me thinkin' all new
I don't need no boost, I was burned with the mood
Got no bond with no crew
Hustle gon' buy me a cruise, oh yeah (ooh-yeah, ah)
I ain't poppin' these pills, no, it went down the sink
I've been rappin' my sins out, got me shootin' all these scenes
She be callin' me baby, feel like I'm a kid
Niggas start makin' papers, feels like they're the king
All these flaws and flaws, they still don't know the kid
Gave him flows on flows, he tryna out my verse
Big Bro shit got slowed, he feels like he got cursed
Big M he got some loud, I'm out the universe
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Writer(s): Ekume Lyonga
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