Текст песни Hold On - Cash Kidd

Hold On

Yeah, yeah
(P. Dot got that pack)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain’t even hit his bitch, he hate me 'cause my mans hit her (Lame)
He said her neck was trash, he put her out on Grand River
I probably blew like half an M this past winter
Say I’m drippin', I just threw this 'fit on like a bad temper
Told JL I’m finna go get rich back at the plant with him
Walk right out, he just text me like, «That was fast, nigga»
Monkey nuts hangin' from this bitch like a transgender
Your bitch ask me to lick her, I can’t, I got a bad liver
He was flexin' everywhere, now his necklace everywhere
She wanna meet the whole gang, she see it’s steppers everywhere
Wanna catch up and give me the buns 'cause lettuce everywhere
Niggas pillow talk so hard, I see feathers everywhere
Call me Mike Vick, we just left him in the air
You my type bitch, real as ever and that’s rare
I cannot switch, five-six-seven-forever
Feel like Goldilocks, bitch, I’m a homewrecker
Sacrificed it all 'cause that don’t matter
Sippin' lean for the thrill, I should walk backwards
MO gave up on me, left my heart shattered
I believed in you more than my own talents
Heard that song 'bout your pops, had me off-balance
Hit me deep, made me think 'bout my own daddy
R.I.P. Uncle Al, I’m still your family
Been thinkin' 'bout Minnie, she strong
Just hold on
You gon' see a lot of blessings, just hold on
It’s gon' be tribulations, just don’t fold
Brand new Glock with no safety, I’m goin' long
I can finally smile again when they free Tony, oh
Just met five bad bitches at the corner store
Stuff 'em all into rows like Oreos
I keep makin' 'em believers when all hope is gone
Feel like Jack and Jill, water on me in the hills
I can’t hold 'em back no more, money counter full of tears
Took my dog and I went crazy all those years
I was askin', «Can you wait please?» I was near
Now I’m havin' and they hate me 'cause I’m here
Remember scammin' with the fake cheese like veneers
Didn’t expect me to perserve
He sick his bitch fuckin', thought you ain’t want her?
That bitch was easy like a motherfuckin' Bake Oven
Got his ass blew, now he crippled, I don’t bang colors
Just like the opps anemic, they see me and take cover
Sold hit the club and rain, man, but he ain’t Usher
Cut her years ago, she still stalkin' me, I can’t duck her
You the type to call a bitch a ho, but can’t fuck her
Nigga, you ain’t never take no hits like a damn punter
You just kick it good, you ain’t really 'bout it
Tryna take my chain, you gon' take a «bah» like Rihanna
She know I ain’t shit, she fuck with me because I’m honest
Big 30 hangin' off the four, Christmas stockings
Mama text me like, «You always make me so proud»
Ooh, I really needed that 'cause I was dyin' then
I’m just happy I could make my people smile again
Somewhere tucked off gettin' head like a bobby pin
The love I got for Darphine, I don’t know how to show
Wanna give Darlene the world, I don’t know how to, though
I can never repay Tina, it’s impossible
Standin' frontline for the fam, this you gotta know
All these diamonds on me clear like the Cosby Show
I’m ridin' with it, I ain’t Kevin Hart, can’t ride alone
You gon' make the kid clap, you ain’t Barney, though
Put a dub on your head like Wario
Just hold on
You gon' see a lot of blessings, just hold on
It’s gon' be tribulations, just don’t fold
Brand new Glock with no safety, I’m goin' long
I can finally smile again when they free Tony, oh
Just met five bad bitches at the corner store
Stuff 'em all into rows like Oreos
I keep makin' 'em believers when all hope is gone