Hold Up lyrics

by

Mac Miller


[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
You n*ggas got me f*cked up right
I was on that corner, I was there all night
The way I was getting it up off that white
Ain’t nobody around here ever had that price
Like 50, I was seeing cash off Yayo
On my own sh*t, nobody on the pay roll
Seeing what I seen, change a n*gga whole life
sh*t they was getting theirs so I had to get mine
Like up all night, f*ck that sh*t
Let a ho hold the work, can’t trust that b*tch
Chest full kick then I rushed that sh*t
Whole thing down the drain, had to flush that sh*t
f*ck it, a n*gga know how to get back fast
Have a couple n*ggas get some all black masks
sh*t that's what happen when that money coming in
Police running, jack boys running in

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
Hold up, wait a minute
Know it ain’t a party 'til the gang up in it
Hit the club, light a couple Js up in it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Hold up, wait a minute
No, it ain’t a party 'til the gang up in it
Hit the club, light a couple Js up in it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Playing with it, playing with it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Hold up, wait a minute
Really in the game, you playing with it
Playing with it, playing with it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Hold up, wait a minute
Really in the game, you playing with it
[Verse 2: Chinx]
Get money every day, I could be gone tomorrow
Styling on these n*ggas, money piling on these n*ggas
A coke boy for real but ya know man
Not for the rapping but what I did over the stove man
For sure though, the b*tch want to take a photo
Let me hit the weed, trick hold on
Back to the money, f*ck what a hater talk
Talk back, hold back, see me skating off
Try to make it out this game
But a n*gga's on fire, who gone out this flame?
Everything I try to learn I already knew
Now my name ringing bells, who the hell are you?
sh*t, them n*ggas ain’t balling
Through the legs in the lane n*gga b*tch callin
Some days got a n*gga counting hella figures
Haters getting too close, had to tell them n*ggas

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
Hold up, wait a minute
Know it ain’t a party 'til the gang up in it
Hit the club, light a couple Js up in it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Hold up, wait a minute
No, it ain’t a party 'til the gang up in it
Hit the club, light a couple Js up in it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Playing with it, playing with it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Hold up, wait a minute
Really in the game, you playing with it
Playing with it, playing with it
Really in the game, you playing with it
Hold up, wait a minute
Really in the game, you playing with it
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