Hold Me Back (feat. Rarin)

I'm on a new level, no, you cannot hurt me back

I got foreign hoes on my shit, they just hold me back

Put in a swatch piece, I got a Rollie back

You spendin' thousands just for a quarter back

Fuck all of the gang shit, I don't need mob ties

Got some new white kicks to match my white ride

I'm on the white list, you in the cold dry

Feel like a vikin', way that I slide by

Lil' shawty is toothless way that she slop it up

I feel like I'm cupid, way that she fall in love

You wanna do shit, no, you not hot enough

Checks comin' stupid, yeah, they be addin' up

You makin' waves, boy, but I'm a big tsunami

Shawty a tight fit, ride me like Kawasaki

I'm my own hype man, ridin' fast till I die

The money excites me, blow it right through the sky

Swear they can't hold me back cause I'm racin'

These girl be attached and we ain't even datin' for real

Guess it's just 'cause the guala I'm makin'

We rockin' all black but we ain't even racist for real

I ain't trust a soul 'cause they always be posin'

Vlone on my back, gettin' money, I'm golden

I'm with all my day 1s, we ride in the foreign

That black color top, yeah, we move like it's stolen

Gotta flow, I just lay back and I vibe with my woes

Holdin' me back, I don't worry 'bout hoes

Rarin got white and I'm rockin' the gold

We just be chillin' and reachin' our goals

You know we vibe in the whip

Gotta thottie, she talkin' 'bout times in the whip

We in Florida, we workin' and grindin', we lit

I ignore her, she blocked so I silence the chick

Blacked out whip, gettin' cash from both ways

Spent five bands on a bag and a new chain

Hit two licks, big house in a new state

Had to think quick, so I switched to a new lane

Forty hunninds, I'm a big boss

Diamonds, diamonds on the wrist watch

Ridin, ridin', I don't got not time

Shawty steady textin' in my inbox

I'm on a new level, no, you cannot hurt me back

I got foreign hoes on my shit, they just hold me back

Put in a swatch piece, I got a Rollie back

You spendin' thousands just for a quarter back

Fuck all of the gang shit, I don't need mob ties

Got some new white kicks to match my white ride

I'm on the white list, you in the cold dry

Feel like a vikin', way that I slide by

Lil' shawty is toothless way that she slop it up

I feel like I'm cupid, way that she fall in love

You wanna do shit, no, you not hot enough

Checks comin' stupid, yeah, they be addin' up

You makin' waves, boy, but I'm a big tsunami

Shawty a tight fit, ride me like Kawasaki

I'm my own hype man, ridin' fast till I die

The money excites me, blow it right through the sky

Facts, yeah uh

Can't hold me back, I won't let em no more

I prayed to God and then he opened up doors

So you know if I spend it's designer the store

Ballin' to hard on these **** like D Rose

I can't go back to my past with the freak hoes

I get the ball and I pass it, no free throws

Killin' these beats, they should make it illegal

They should make it illegal to flex like this

Wanna brand new baguette if it's wet, it's lit

I been workin' don't care 'bout my restlessness

Man, I just been focused on a check

Swear we gon' come for your neck

I don't gotta throw punches, they knowin' my team is a threat

Keep it hundred, my team never losin', my brodie is Clay and I shoot it like Steph

Uh, I been rappin' since the first grade

Murder these tracks so they all needin' first aid

No one believed in the first place

Now they all answerin' yes like a survery

Uh, Me and Rarin we the splash Brodie's

Shootin' threes and we be countin' cash homie

Need a new set of pants with these racks on me

Swear these hatin' **** never last, homie