"Hold It Steady" lyrics
Demrick & DJ Hoppa Lyrics
(I need an Oz of KushCo OG)
(Yeah yeah)
Uh
Me and Hoppa we back with the Stoney Point vibes
Put a whole eighth in the 'wood, make sure it's 3.5
Bizarre Ride like The Pharcyde
They used to pass me by now I'm worldwide
Yeah we livin' in some crazy days
Might do a circle, bunch of 88's
Feel like I got ADHD. I just want to break free
Saying: "no, it can't be. I'm in this bullshit waist-deep"
The money motivate me, but I know there ain't a goal I can't reach
Hoppa Chong, I'm Cheech. Pack the bong and the piece
Pack the venues with the songs and the beats
We got the heat
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
This the shit that get you real high
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
Deep roots, we will never die
Took it from the garage out to Amsterdam
Ambulance competition, niggas never had a chance
Stoney Point 3, that's the avalanche
Legendary commentary, nothing like your average fan
And that's from the van, carry contrabands
Savage-mode on the go, out here living off the land
The plan was put crops on the storefront
Hoes on the tour bus, I gotta see this world once
But shit, it turned to a long career
Made it blood, sweat and tears, now it's only God I fear
Problems in the rear as I steer around the roadblocks
Started in the dope spot, nowadays I globetrot
Jordan 1 high-tops, mind on cyclops
Only see one thing, my whole team at the top
I got that KushCo white box and it's filled with kill
No seal, no deal, only fuck with real
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
This the shit that get you real high
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
Deep roots, we will never die
You already know how it goes down
Big smoke, real lyrics, hard-ass beats
It's what you've been missing
Too many wack-ass emcees our there man
Too many trash-ass beats, fake-ass DJs
(Yeah yeah)
Uh
Me and Hoppa we back with the Stoney Point vibes
Put a whole eighth in the 'wood, make sure it's 3.5
Bizarre Ride like The Pharcyde
They used to pass me by now I'm worldwide
Yeah we livin' in some crazy days
Might do a circle, bunch of 88's
Feel like I got ADHD. I just want to break free
Saying: "no, it can't be. I'm in this bullshit waist-deep"
The money motivate me, but I know there ain't a goal I can't reach
Hoppa Chong, I'm Cheech. Pack the bong and the piece
Pack the venues with the songs and the beats
We got the heat
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
This the shit that get you real high
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
Deep roots, we will never die
Took it from the garage out to Amsterdam
Ambulance competition, niggas never had a chance
Stoney Point 3, that's the avalanche
Legendary commentary, nothing like your average fan
And that's from the van, carry contrabands
Savage-mode on the go, out here living off the land
The plan was put crops on the storefront
Hoes on the tour bus, I gotta see this world once
But shit, it turned to a long career
Made it blood, sweat and tears, now it's only God I fear
Problems in the rear as I steer around the roadblocks
Started in the dope spot, nowadays I globetrot
Jordan 1 high-tops, mind on cyclops
Only see one thing, my whole team at the top
I got that KushCo white box and it's filled with kill
No seal, no deal, only fuck with real
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
This the shit that get you real high
I hope you ready
We back with them Stoney Point vibes
Hold it steady
Deep roots, we will never die
You already know how it goes down
Big smoke, real lyrics, hard-ass beats
It's what you've been missing
Too many wack-ass emcees our there man
Too many trash-ass beats, fake-ass DJs
