Hold On

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?

I lost a couple partners, yeah (rest in peace homie)

When I thought shit couldn't go wrong (but it did though)

Can I get a witness?

'Cause everybody got problems (everybody got problems)

And you don't know where to go (you be lost in that bitch)

A lot of these bitches weak minded

But you gotta learn how to be strong (you do)

And when it feels like you lost everything

You gotta hold on

You gotta hold on, you gotta hold on

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Started losin' my mind, who am I to trust (can't trust nobody)

Start abusin' the grind, now a nigga up (I'm up)

Tellin' bitches I know it ain't mine

I ain't even fuck (get back hoe)

But I admit I got sucked, real good

On the hood, all 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 ridin' in a car that ain't out yet, boy, I'm hittin' gas

And my dick where her mouth at

Boy, you know the Homie done smash

Boy, 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 poppin' 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 bih my chopper (chopper)

All them, yeah, all them

I shoot this shit at all them (fah-fah-fah)

And I do this shit for all of them (who?)

Niggas locked up, niggas dead and gone

Drinkin' a forty at the graveyard 'cause

I done lost a couple partners, yeah (rest in peace homie)

When I thought shit couldn't go wrong (but it did though)

Can I get a witness?

'Cause everybody got problems (everybody got problems)

And you don't know where to go (you be lost in that bitch)