Curren$y - Hold On Lyrics
(feat. Young Roddy & Trademark Da Skydiver)Hey yo, ohA yoh for my dogs, a crib for my main, *****I've been to Maine and I am still stainlessSee this car vapor, inhaling the anguishKill these bees human fashion painlessCellphone my ***** to auctions cat paintingsGotta have a more than cain load me to debatingsJust x nares fifth crack lacerationsDope.. mother*****er catch up, the girls eyes..Heard about that spiter's stroke and she won't be next upOnly man talking about boy when I catch upShit bound to get all messed up and that's all messed upLet's go press up, I've been the cutGot a can of ozzie I'm in the truckFresh cut, word the Gucci man photo shootSpinning in your city homie and sending whose throughYeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up onBaby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up onCar in the driveway don't mean I'm homeOne night in front of the house don't mean I'm done, yeah, yeahStarted in this mighty youngWell I stay for my child when I'm nigger sky blazingAnd look how I've changed I'm.. whose than ladiesAnd look hard time.. don't hook this to MercedesAnd I mean that.. bull was kinda crazyBut I was too focus on getting bread..Now they're telling all of those DJ's to play meMama sent me down and told me all about the hazeyMy miracle I was dream like money's just a babyThe niggers turn freaky, visions turn shadyBut no more great days, I wake up out amazingPurple gaze give me lazy eyes like my gradyAnd as on everything that dirty first raised meAnd as on everything that I did is in all flavorsPractices makes perfect, perfect make paperPaper take patience, and I'm still waitingSo it's ***** you baby, I've been ranned out of papersYeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up onBaby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up onCar in the driveway don't mean I'm homeOne night in front of the house don't mean I'm done, yeah, yeahStarted in this mighty youngI always plan my position,.. like a sinnerMoney on my mind, the bank account getting biggerBlowing out of pounds, cases of the niggers,Surrounded by these *****es I'm far from..And these planes need g when they're starting to look suspiciousGetting on the planes every time I get conventionalI'm paying no attention, I keep on twisting upThis purpose's so sticky, it's getting stuck to my fingersJust said we're here, hitting the can from all anglesYou got it in the choke call is more like a sprinkleYou say I want it the best and I ain't ever dropped a singleMy flow won point, you can tell from the..Christmas act of trees, I'm smoking.... Try to keep it real, I am nowhere near planeThe plane's on the way, clear the runway and the land holeYeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up onBaby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up onCar in the driveway don't mean I'm homeOne night in front of the house don't mean I'm done, yeah, yeahStarted in this mighty young.
