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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Homie Quan
Vocals
The Yardeez
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dequantes Lamar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Yardeez
Producer
Evan Nunziante
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I done lost a lotta shit, man
I done lost partners, bitches, money
But I ain’t never lost my mind though
You feel me?
[Verse 2]
I lost a couple partners
When I thought shit couldn’t go wrong (But it did)
Can I get a witness?
'Cause everybody got problem
And you don't know where to go
A lot of these bitches weak minded
But you gotta learn how to be strong
And when it feels like you lost everything
Ay, gotta hold on
You gotta hold on, you gotta hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
[Verse 3]
Started losing my mind, who am I to trust? (Can't trust nobody)
Start abusing the grind, now a **** up (I'm up)
Telling bitches I know it ain’t mine I ain’t even fuck (Get back, ho)
But I admit I got sucked, real good
On the hood, on my homies in the hood, they hungry
And I’m good, I don’t want it (Nah)
'Cause she belong to the homie (Rich homie, baby)
And I’m riding in a car that ain’t out yet, boy, I’m hitting gas
And my dick where her mouth at, boy, you know the homie done smash
Swear you know the homie got cash (Got money, girl)
And everybody still got problems (They do)
But what the fuck am I pose to do if they mad? (I don't know)
I’m popping percocets to keep cautious
Too many percs I mean nauseous, ain't’ tryna see a hearse or no coffin
Problem, I got a problem, and I call that bit my chopper (Chopper)
All them, yeah, all them I shoot this shit at all them (Fa, fa, fa)
And I do this shit for all of them (Who?)
**** locked up, **** dead and gone
Drinking a forty at the graveyard 'cause
[Verse 4]
I done lost a couple partners
When I thought shit couldn’t go wrong (But it did)
Can I get a witness?
'Cause everybody got problem
And you don't know where to go
A lot of these bitches weak minded
But you gotta learn how to be strong
And when it feels like you lost everything
Ay, gotta hold on
You gotta hold on, you gotta hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
[Verse 5]
Got a grip on life when I got out of jail, got right
(Had to get some money, ****)
I was breakin' in houses, I wouldn’t touch no scale, no white
(I was breakin' in houses)
But I been in them houses, been around that shit all my life (All my life)
God make no mistake, if I had a chance wouldn't do it twice
Stayed down, ain't come over night
Spray rounds, I ain’t tryin' to fight (Fa, fa)
Stay ground got a **** right
It's possible, baby, no lie (No lie)
As with myself I keep going hard, but I don’t know why (I don't know why)
You don't know my bitch, yeah, she foreign
Got her from Hawaii (Overseas)
I walked in by myself dare one of y'all **** to try me (Do something)
I pulled up like a hearse with a hundred cars behind me
Siamese, twin what I called her matchin’ Forties
Find me in that big body Benz, no more scotty
I told my partner no more robbin'
'Cause I heard them people watchin'
My Florida ho call me, Papi
We in Florida so many options (So many options, ****)
**** bite me, I know they teeth hurt
I'm tired of all these rest in peace shirts but
[Verse 6]
I done lost a couple partners
When I thought shit couldn’t go wrong (But it did)
Can I get a witness?
'Cause everybody got problem
And you don't know where to go
A lot of these bitches weak minded
But you gotta learn how to be strong
And when it feels like you lost everything
Ay, gotta hold on
You gotta hold on, you gotta hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Written by: The Yardeez