Hold It Down lyrics

by

Jerreau


[Intro]
Yeah, and the Church say
Ugh, God is Good, God is Great, yeah
Look

[Verse 1]
I ain't trying to be an artist, I'm trying to get paid
A n*gga got to eat so the songs got to wait
They always want to chill, chill don't get you paid
When the sh*t pop off, being cool don't get you saved
First 48, and every 28 cops kill a n*gga look like me
Then tell me to keep the peace
Damn, I got to play and coach the team?
Pull up your pants, talk like them, go to school
You still a n*gga in a coupe, they killed M.L.K. in a suit
That's only half if they like you
That ain't the half what they might do [yeah]
So I'm going to pull up in that motherf*cking coupe
And if it's f*ck me, then it's motherf*ck you
These n*ggas talking about these hoes
But these n*ggas they ain't loyal
Thats why you need a gun and a lawyer
To the victor goes the spoils , and I'm winning
I ain't never had much but I had my way with these women
And we did it all without sinning [yeah]
A n*gga start feeling himself then lose touch
I'm not a fan of n*ggas saying what they want
Then using 'it's my opinion' as a crutch
I'm like f*ck your opinion very much
I'm not here to give you n*ggas what you want
This is where the ladies speak up
I just came to f*ck sh*t up like Rosebud
You might benefit but I did it for me
No cosign just some n*ggas believe
I'm really out here like it's really just me
She text "how is it there?" I said there's music and drinks
What more do you need? But they always want more
I gave you my all, I been here before, I kill sh*t of course
Kick in the door, waving 44, in Jordan IV's, on April 4
Hop off a porch, off in a Porche
The same sh*t I live, same sh*t record
We side by side
Sitting court side, or sitting in court
We sitting court side
Favorite player high five, NBA Live
I can't tell no lie, God strike me if lies, repent and pay tithes
She thick in the thighs, she read books and drink wine
New Rollie tell time, but I ain't got time
My cousin just died
I'm living two lives, need two girls tonight
I doubled my price, I doubled my cup
Double shot of whatever you like
I got what you need, she got what I like, and thats what I like
NY Summers, LA Winters, Miami Nights
f*ck Miami Vice, roll all the dice, gamble with life
Damn
I'm laying the pipe, I'm building tonight, I got to get right
All this stress and strife, fighting all of my life [yea]
It's only right, all day n*gga, good morning good night
Yeah

[End]
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God smile at you and gift you
God look you in the face and make you prosper
Never How You Plan
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