Caleborate Hold On Lyrics
Hold On by Caleborate
[Verse 1]
Coming of a good run, Let's make it a marathon
Lets make it a few laps That Hella Good was hella fun
They asking like Where you From That 916 is in your phone
That 94704 found myself a brand new home
Then found myself explaining to my mom this is what I do now
Cause when I run into my idols, I feel I got the juice now
I feel I got that new sound, no scratch that
I feel like I just paid attention, took some bits and pieces off my shoulder
Built my self up, hold up before I glow up, shout my team
Never had the proper shoes, but bet I'm still gonna chase my dream
Bet I'm still gonna want that cash no matter how much class I pass
Bet I'm still gon' wanna fuck a bitch and take a hit off your J Betty, okay
Oh what I gotta be conscious now, shit
Where I grew up they taught me how to treat my chick like Mastercard and as for y'all
After all I couldn't make it if it wasn't for my women
Snitching on myself so y'all can feel the vibe and catch that feeling
I just want the bad hoes, I want to reach the children too
I wanna take my royalties and cop a piece of building too
That's why I put all my money in and other people's money too
They water down and sugar coat it man, it's nothing new
And if you really fuck with that, then you should know I fuck with you
And we can talk about politics and talk 'bout getting money too
And we can talk bout fucking hoes and uplifting youth
I ain't a saint, just a nigga telling you the truth
[Hook x2]
So give me what you got (hold on)
I'm finna take your spot (hold on)
Cause everybody got something to say now y'all can't talk no more
And everybody wanna run the game but y'all ain't got no coach
And everybody think they know me
Nah my nigga y'all don't know
[Bridge]
I swear my nigga y'all don't know
Everybody think they know me, nah my nigga, y'all don't know
Nah my nigga, y'all don't know
Everybody wanna run they game, but nigga y'all don't know
Everybody got something to say my nigga, nah
Everybody think they run game my nigga, nah they don't
Everybody think they know mem nah my niggam y'all don't know
I swear my nigga y'all dont know
[Verse 2]
Tell your women to find digits, never a fan of fuck shit
I fuck with it and find realness
Nigga, I'm always leaving with hoes or giving niggas the hope
You get bitches and dope is what you hold and that white bitch done got you rolling, no, no
We came up in the game with chains they put up on some niggas
Changes finna come like Sam Cook look how we molded niggas
Hold it niggas how you finna make a rhyme with only niggas
I told you my only intention was to grow with my niggas
And they still holding that still like we out in D town
I be in the BOU see I got love from G now
My P in yo V percocets and vicodins to help you with the fact you roll with cats you exes wanna be now
Oh they say they cash out, I promise you that they ain't
I promise they posting on the gram just to save face
I promise you I'll always keep it real like it's Grade A
I promise to give you something that you can feel like a straight A
[Chorus x2]
So give me what you got (hold on)
I'm finna take your spot (hold on)
Cause everybody got something to say now y'all can't talk no more
And everybody wanna run the game but y'all ain't got no coach
And everybody think they know me
Nah my nigga y'all don't know
Coming of a good run, Let's make it a marathon
Lets make it a few laps That Hella Good was hella fun
They asking like Where you From That 916 is in your phone
That 94704 found myself a brand new home
Then found myself explaining to my mom this is what I do now
Cause when I run into my idols, I feel I got the juice now
I feel I got that new sound, no scratch that
I feel like I just paid attention, took some bits and pieces off my shoulder
Built my self up, hold up before I glow up, shout my team
Never had the proper shoes, but bet I'm still gonna chase my dream
Bet I'm still gonna want that cash no matter how much class I pass
Bet I'm still gon' wanna fuck a bitch and take a hit off your J Betty, okay
Oh what I gotta be conscious now, shit
Where I grew up they taught me how to treat my chick like Mastercard and as for y'all
After all I couldn't make it if it wasn't for my women
Snitching on myself so y'all can feel the vibe and catch that feeling
I just want the bad hoes, I want to reach the children too
I wanna take my royalties and cop a piece of building too
That's why I put all my money in and other people's money too
They water down and sugar coat it man, it's nothing new
And if you really fuck with that, then you should know I fuck with you
And we can talk about politics and talk 'bout getting money too
And we can talk bout fucking hoes and uplifting youth
I ain't a saint, just a nigga telling you the truth
[Hook x2]
So give me what you got (hold on)
I'm finna take your spot (hold on)
Cause everybody got something to say now y'all can't talk no more
And everybody wanna run the game but y'all ain't got no coach
And everybody think they know me
Nah my nigga y'all don't know
[Bridge]
I swear my nigga y'all don't know
Everybody think they know me, nah my nigga, y'all don't know
Nah my nigga, y'all don't know
Everybody wanna run they game, but nigga y'all don't know
Everybody got something to say my nigga, nah
Everybody think they run game my nigga, nah they don't
Everybody think they know mem nah my niggam y'all don't know
I swear my nigga y'all dont know
[Verse 2]
Tell your women to find digits, never a fan of fuck shit
I fuck with it and find realness
Nigga, I'm always leaving with hoes or giving niggas the hope
You get bitches and dope is what you hold and that white bitch done got you rolling, no, no
We came up in the game with chains they put up on some niggas
Changes finna come like Sam Cook look how we molded niggas
Hold it niggas how you finna make a rhyme with only niggas
I told you my only intention was to grow with my niggas
And they still holding that still like we out in D town
I be in the BOU see I got love from G now
My P in yo V percocets and vicodins to help you with the fact you roll with cats you exes wanna be now
Oh they say they cash out, I promise you that they ain't
I promise they posting on the gram just to save face
I promise you I'll always keep it real like it's Grade A
I promise to give you something that you can feel like a straight A
[Chorus x2]
So give me what you got (hold on)
I'm finna take your spot (hold on)
Cause everybody got something to say now y'all can't talk no more
And everybody wanna run the game but y'all ain't got no coach
And everybody think they know me
Nah my nigga y'all don't know