Hold On

I woke up this morning

This is insane

Rich as a motherfucker

And ain't much changed

Open my eyes, no surprise

I'm with a different bitch

Different day

Different ass

Different tits

Strap under my pillow

I done went legit

I'm not supposed to do this shit

But I forget

The true principles of life

Are supply and demand

Guess if you never sold dope

It's hard to understand

My man got knowledge of self

And my back, God

Find out today's mathematics

When that MAC go off

My temper volatile

Grew up a violent child

Fuck a boy scout

I air your ass out

****, nice chain

Dice game

Try your luck

Shoot a couple head cracks

Leave while you up

I'm a fly ****

My denim vintage

Gold medal 'round my neck

Like I won the Olympics

We came from nothin'

Now they sayin' we straight

You got that?

****, hold up, hold on

Leggo or you hold the strap son, it's cool

Hold on

We got bail money, whatever

These **** they watchin' every dime we make

Y'all **** gotta chill

Hold up, hold on

Just be cool about this shit, relax

Hold on

We want that deluxe apartment

In the sky with a clear view

Instead we get the D's

In the rear view

We learn to play the game how

It's supposed to be played

And so you know, you violate

You supposed to be sprayed

It's not a big deal to me, stay calm

I'll shoot the shit out of a ****

Then call it Barrel Bonds

But, if I don't do this shit myself

Bet I'll get it done

Shit on my ****

You shit on me

We are one

Used to do graffiti

Now look we major

Don't make me write my name

'Cross your face with the razor

Re-up, new dope

They say this sample the bomb

This shit could take a two

Then we cut the bitch with a one

Uh

Watch the fiends stand in line

For the potency

No lactose involved

Pure cocoa leaf

You can sniff that

Or cook that to my belief

That money coming in

Like we run the streets

We came from nothin'

Now they saying we straight

That's a bet, five or form better

****, hold up, hold on

**** you got a gamblin' problem

Hold on

I'm winnin', you losin'

These **** they watchin' every dime we make

You got the gamblin' problem

Hold up, hold on

Yeah

Hold on

Yeah

What's up, what we doin'?

This shit go how I say it go

When it's time to expand

So say it's over your dead body

And that's the plan

You a gangster for real

You ready to ride?

****, you gon' die a bad case

Of too much pride

Check my DNA

Homie I'm a different kind

Hit the speed dial

That quick I'll get ya lined

We don't want your block

Just cop the work from us

Them **** you call allies

Can't be trust

That Roley all gold

I got the Midas touch

Sometimes it's hard as hell

Not to touch stuff

On the phone I heard

Ye smaked the shit out a kid

Now Jimmy got life

Go smack him again

When it's war

It will be war to the bitter end

If they ever say we lose

I start it again

That sneaky **** spray that

Semi at your momma crib

With a silencer we couldn't

Even hear the shit

We came from nothin'

Now they saying we straight

I don't fuck with that

****, hold up, hold on

Pshh, man, these **** is roaches, man

Hold on

Dirty ass ****

These **** they watchin' every dime we make

Boy you better be easy

Hold up, hold on

I ain't playin' with you boy

Hold on

Boy you must've bumped

Your motherfuckin' head or somethin' boy

I don't give a fuck about

That old school shit

You talkin' 'bout? You got me fucked up ****

Yeah