"Hold On" lyrics

Ok hold on
Nigga looking sheepish
I'm about to get my goat on

I live up in the lab
I mean you have to see this coat on

They said it's in my genes
My nigga, nah this shit is sewed on

Been doing this for so long
They wonder how I've prolonged

I'm older generation
Mama raising us with no phone

Homies in the struggle
Watch me hustle
But they hope gone

I been around the world
A couple times
I got to go home

To folks that help me hold strong
We seen a lot of funerals
And granny singing slow songs

Life ain't really fair
But I can't share with you what goes on

Tormented by my conscience
And the people I did so wrong

I'm washing off my sins
And when I'm done I bet the soap gone

But once I get my clothes on
I'm cutthroat
I'm so gone

I'm tough though
Got no clones

I bust flows
You'd choke on

So no, I'm not for play-play
I suppose
You chose wrong

Won't do negativity
Or vibrate at low tones

So check it out

I know you out of patience
But just hold - on

This life'll get you down
You got to hold - on

Stay closer to the folks
You get a hold - on

Gotta keep cool
Gotta hold - on

Time is of the essence and the money's attached to it
So yo let's get back to it
Fuck all the sporadic shit
I'm adding everybody to the ring like we tagging in
The only thing we knew to never add was the additives

Shit, that's what they told us, right?
Keep the dollar sign as the motive, right?
And make sure that you get the logo right
A few of us noticed the salt shakers and prototypes
And took it with a grain and campaigned for oversight

It's funny what knowledge of self can do for you
The spook who sat up under the stairs type of truth for you
Sacrifice is usual
They say to hold on is type beautiful
And if so, then this a Joy Taylor type view for you

Hold on fam
Gripping your pride, shit I know y'all dance
Arms on the clock got you 'til there's no more hands
When the lights follow you out and all this shit get outta bounds
Just remember to breathe in your photo stance

Yea, I'm out this ozone
I'm breathing different air

Got in touch with my true nature, boy
This shit has got some flair

I've been fixing my mistakes
'Cause now I'm painfully aware

I don't know which one is worse
If I don't think or I don't care

I been really trying to grow though

Plus I rep the team
I mean, I'm practically the logo

Wrestling with demons
I put Lucifer in chokeholds

Then I tell 'em take a photo
For nostalgia
I'm pro though

You a prototype
A bozo
Yea, I know the hype

Yea!

We from it
All these tourists trying to show the sites

I knew homies that were praying
On my slow demise

While I was praying all alone up on my coldest nights

Now I keep my K-9's out front
That's an overbite

Yea

I felt alone in this

Orthopedic surgeon
When working
I got a bone to pick

I'm talking 'bout my life when I write
It's not just a song to spit

But Ima hold on
'Cause I got folks that need me on my shit

Ok hold on
Nigga looking sheepish
I'm about to get my goat on

I live up in the lab
I mean, you have to see this coat on

They said it's in my genes
My nigga, nah this shit is sewed on

Been doing this for so long
They wonder how I've prolonged

I'm older generation
Mama raising us with no phone

Homies in the struggle
Watch me hustle
But they hope gone

I been around the world
A couple times
I got to go home

To folks that help me hold strong
We seen a lot of funerals
And granny singing slow songs

Just hold on