Hanging On

I keep hanging on
Hanging on
Hanging on
I keep hanging on (this is some rhyming shit)
Hanging on (hanging on)
Old soul hanging on (hanging on)
Hanging on
I (yeah, nigga, know I'm hanging on)
K-7 hanging on (hanging on)
June Mega hanging on (hanging on)
Yeah, my niggas, we just hanging on
Old town, my nigga, we just hanging on (I keep hanging on)
We just hanging on, uh (hanging on)
By a thread, my nigga (hanging on)
Yeah, give 'em lead my nigga, let's go
The shit, yo

Ayo, my nigga took one at his home
Lost fo' sho' catacombs
Glad I'm home, the Bronzeman gladiate zone
Good cheeba a rack tambi hali stack numbers
Lost 40 beats this summer
Shark week, we swim in thunder
In the Hummer in my dreams, my deepest slumber never seen
Water the plants and feed the seeds
Turn around hammer totin', we let the lead meet the breeze
Had to squeeze off next door, the circus trapeze
Measly fiends fuckin stole my equipment, took some dream
Had 11 angry niggas, fingerprints on machines
And if we really found Reg, one of those triple 15s
Back when Slick had the .40 Cal, Coney Island eatin Sal's
Studio break, aroma dollar grab them white owls
White grape, my life is like a fire escape
Pyro technique sparkin' shit
Pardon me, I'm tryin' to park my ship
These ain't no starter clips
I'mma shift the game in my favor, that's just some honest shit
The monolith, prepared to wait beyond the common length
Diamond link encrusted W
The mail slot he saw me shove the muzzle through
A couple brothers who guzzle brew the summer through
Winter come Svedka and Goose, keep 'em from turning blue
They just hanging on too (hanging on)

I, hanging on
Hanging on
Hanging on
I keep hanging on
Hanging on
Hanging on
I keep hanging on



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Writer(s): Justin Cross
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