Hold On

Hold On

I'm coming, Hold on

I'm coming (Can't forget)

Hold on, see you there

Gonna feel for a change

Gonna live a little, just a minute

And no one here

Only we know what were talking bout

And know they don't understand

I had you there

And no one here

I'm jumping off of stages

As bass is breaking eardrums

Lets go on the beat, Sammy Adams then the beat drops

All those in the city never see me when the lights on

I'm the one on stage getting flashed by these Nikons

They say i'm an icon, for these younger kids

But no one sees what the wonders is, no days off in the summer bitch

We got this hip-hop dub step on some other shit

This thing is wrapped up sucker good luck on the other years

Go back to everything you say there's a certain pause

All they feeling what im spittin how comes there aint applause

Freestyles aint the same as writtens when you aint a fucken boss

And I can't even think of think

of putting down on someone (gun shots) else

Yea, and I got a shout to Boston

I come off in this town so much my genre should be often

Quote unquote my iller then that rapper that you fostering

Yall can have your cake but that aint shit without frosting

I feel like im smarting and older then yall

But trying to get a hold but me don't know me at all

I'm not your home not your bitch, won't write you dog

Your getting booed of staged im getting curtain calls

Yep curtain calls, too many birds to ever say that im not involved

But it's all good baby, there aint nothing wrong

Baby there aint nothing wrong (wrong)

Hold on, see you there

Gonna feel for a change

Gonna live a little, just a minute

And no one here

Only we know what were talking bout

And know they don't understand

I had you there

And no one here

Yea, and since im here well I might just have to smash again

Music's about to break so I guess it will be back in ten

Got a feel for them denims that your wearing man

If not then you summer now change your shit aint never planned

And these grown men around me look like fucken boys

Talking salaries around me acting like im unemployed

Far from me got caged get diced on

Make a head of slippers in my crib or got my Nikes on

Cut the grass low, looking for them pythons

Snakes never cease to exist in this shit

Oh, i'm everybody wants a piece of

So do what's best for you, before you slice up out the pizza

Yea, and after every stage that I fucken kill

We in the Hotel

Guess whose daughters getting feeled

In industry deserve time now

No, We don't want your money

Suckas, We tryin to vibe out

I feel like im smarting and older then yall

But trying to get a hold but me don't know me at all

I'm not your home not your bitch, won't write you dog

Your getting booed of staged im getting curtain calls

Yep curtain calls, too many birds to ever say im not involved

But it's all good baby, there aint nothing wrong

Baby there aint nothing wrong (wrong)

Hold on, see you there

Gonna feel for a change

Gonna live a little, just a minute

And no one here

Only we know what were talking bout

And know they don't understand

I had you there

And no one here