Ok hold on Nigga looking sheepish I'm about to get my goat on I live up in the lab I mean you have to see this coat on They said it's in my genes My nigga, nah this shit is sewed on Been doing this for so long They wonder how I've prolonged I'm older generation Mama raising us with no phone Homies in the struggle Watch me hustle But they hope gone I been around the world A couple times I got to go home To folks that help me hold strong We seen a lot of funerals And granny singing slow songs Life ain't really fair But I can't share with you what goes on Tormented by my conscience And the people I did so wrong I'm washing off my sins And when I'm done I bet the soap gone But once I get my clothes on I'm cutthroat I'm so gone I'm tough though Got no clones I bust flows You'd choke on So no, I'm not for play-play I suppose You chose wrong Won't do negativity Or vibrate at low tones So check it out I know you out of patience But just hold - on This life'll get you down You got to hold - on Stay closer to the folks You get a hold - on Gotta keep cool Gotta hold - on Time is of the essence and the money's attached to it So yo let's get back to it Fuck all the sporadic shit I'm adding everybody to the ring like we tagging in The only thing we knew to never add was the additives Shit, that's what they told us, right? Keep the dollar sign as the motive, right? And make sure that you get the logo right A few of us noticed the salt shakers and prototypes And took it with a grain and campaigned for oversight It's funny what knowledge of self can do for you The spook who sat up under the stairs type of truth for you Sacrifice is usual They say to hold on is type beautiful And if so, then this a Joy Taylor type view for you Hold on fam Gripping your pride, shit I know y'all dance Arms on the clock got you 'til there's no more hands When the lights follow you out and all this shit get outta bounds Just remember to breathe in your photo stance Yea, I'm out this ozone I'm breathing different air Got in touch with my true nature, boy This shit has got some flair I've been fixing my mistakes 'Cause now I'm painfully aware I don't know which one is worse If I don't think or I don't care I been really trying to grow though Plus I rep the team I mean, I'm practically the logo Wrestling with demons I put Lucifer in chokeholds Then I tell 'em take a photo For nostalgia I'm pro though You a prototype A bozo Yea, I know the hype Yea! We from it All these tourists trying to show the sites I knew homies that were praying On my slow demise While I was praying all alone up on my coldest nights Now I keep my K-9's out front That's an overbite Yea I felt alone in this Orthopedic surgeon When working I got a bone to pick I'm talking 'bout my life when I write It's not just a song to spit But Ima hold on 'Cause I got folks that need me on my shit Ok hold on Nigga looking sheepish I'm about to get my goat on I live up in the lab I mean, you have to see this coat on They said it's in my genes My nigga, nah this shit is sewed on Been doing this for so long They wonder how I've prolonged I'm older generation Mama raising us with no phone Homies in the struggle Watch me hustle But they hope gone I been around the world A couple times I got to go home To folks that help me hold strong We seen a lot of funerals And granny singing slow songs Just hold on