hold it down

P-O-P hold it down(repeat 2x)

Shapeshifter (jup)

Got nothing but love for all my brothers and sisters (mama I love ya)

Got nothing but drugs for all the scum in my system (lowkey though)

Need nothing but plug for all my poetic ******

Hustlas, hittas, franklin billas, chasing scrilla

I feel ya

Knew ya just, knew ya had to be something

Went away to school excusing my slumber

But I never broke down like a prime number

If love is a blunt I hope we burn slow, reality hits I hope we don't choke

But if we happen to burn in vain, save the roaches rekindle old flames

Put one in the air with ya boy

Don't try parallels with ya boy

Sorry for you but new news

You gone need more than a Bluetooth to compare with ya boy

LA VanGogh or Fuego it's the same

But you knew me way back like scales in bed frames

Knew me way back before the gold frames

Like bleach on black we used to make stains (hold it dine)

And it was all good bout a week ago (Schmoney dance)

Now, we grown up and we tweakin'

When slap turned to fist and push came to shove

And falls turned to flights just tripping on us

From piecing peace up to classes I cut

Just know it's all love on all of the above

Rain, rain

Go away

Clouds you can stay

'Cause it's ninety-six degrees

And the seats in the whip get hot from the sun's shining rays

But, **** it

P-O-P hold it down(repeat 4x)

Boston lager, got some things Milwaukee brewing (huh?)

Ain't exactly proud of all the things I'm doing (They sayin' I drove the getaway car)

Fast money ain't no upper class money

Slow money better than no money

Tired of getting faded, man my homie just went bald, ima need me that Afro money

I heard summer coming better hide ya lives

Looking for a sweet lick hide your hives

Bees in the trap make pies and the shooters on point

Dot your tees and cross your eyes

Cross yourself

Head to chest, shoulder to shoulder

Seen a clipper shoot off by the lake or by state

It musta been Lamar, it was over a 7 he owed him

That's only a quarter

Identity crisis, oh Dionysus I need you in my corner

Been fighting temptation and Otis been kicking my ass for the longest

When life was David Ruffin

And I was feeling blue

I knew I'd count on you like fingers I use for touchin'

We traveled between here and Motown like nothin'

And I swear it was all good 'bout a week ago

Now I'm grown up and I'm tweakin'

When slap turned to fist and push came to shove

And falls turned to flights just tripping on us

From piecing peace up to classes I cut

Just know it's all love on to father from son

Rain, rain

Go away

Clouds you can stay

'Cause it's ninety-six degrees

And the seats in the whip get hot from the sun's shining rays

But, **** it

When it p-o-p you gon' hold it down, hold it down

When it p-o-p i'ma hold it down, hold it down

When it p-o-p you gon' hold it down, hold it down

When it p-o-p i'ma hold it down, hold it down