Lyrics
Hold it down
Why won’t they let me live my life
Why won’t they let me live my life
But I still hold it down
Still hold it down
Dark houses, stealing mothers’ ounces
Draining youth’s fountain
Just tryna get out there
Tryna get outta here
Excluded, tryna count my peers
Blazing, tryna low the tears
Reckless yute to pragmatist
Realest fucking raptor
Jaya, this your falcon years
Something they couldn’t capture
Even with their camera pics
Look at the vase I made from damages
Tree therapy, hoping lungs are full, not cancerous
I just dismiss the tips
It’s only cannabis
Turned ghettos glamorous
You just replaced the space
You gentrified the talented
I’m moving place to place
Tryna find Lazarus
'Cause I just wanna know more
Knowing that I’ll grow more
Never felt liberation like
Opening a closed door
Wasn’t the attention type
They telling me to go tour
True say I’m ready to expand the fort
Document my darkest thoughts
Not manifesting, art’s just formed
Been about it before fans endorsed
Force to be reckoned with, but nothing forced
Sabotage the inner saboteur
Till I’m calm and gracious in an awe
I never put on faces to explore
This is real and raw
Like the dirt between my paws
So when they pull at straws
I just let them – drama’s short
My karma reassures and true say I got nuff support
Hold it down
Why won’t they let me live my life
Why won’t they let me live my life
But I still hold it down
Still, still hold it down
Complicating, I’m questioning all their character flaws
I’m A grade in a room of actors and amateurs
I’ve been brave with my language better than before
I’ve been better at battling, not just pulling at straws
Anything for a re-up, I took that change for the drawers
For now, this verse my healing, it’s a temporary gauze
And the stuff I play in headphones is my therapy talk
And I don’t know who’s politicking tonight, it’s energy laws
‘Cause I’ve had enough of Britain and their enemy Claus
I’m conserving my title like a Kennedy tour
And my bud still my fuel despite my memory loss
MC despite stats, whether there’s plenty or not
Just know my destiny’s hot
Fire for the rocks
My future team is blessed, we got some diamonds in stock
Effort’s a decision, it’s shit that timing is not
So I’m gathering my minutes, saving time that I got
Why won’t they let me live my life
Why won’t they let me live my life
But I still hold it down
But I still hold it down
Written by: Andrew Souter, Jaya Gordon-Moore
