Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold On, artist - Jae Millz. Date of issue: 16.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hold On |
| I switch flows like mannequins switch clothes |
| Call my girl the bag lady, she just switch and go |
| Shine on hoes, when she walk even her switch glow |
| Nice frame and she pose like she in vogue |
| And I ain’t talking 'bout the group |
| I’m talking the magazine, like Martin, I have a dream |
| He, rich enough that I don’t give a fuck |
| state, like Gatsby, party and live it up |
| They downplaying my success but I don’t live off luck |
| And anybody across you, so I don’t live off trust |
| Top down on the jeep |
| Coughing on sour and a sweets |
| Sprinkle powder on the street, tossed the profit in a stash |
| Fuck my money up, you tossing back shots, no glass, no gas |
| I’m a true Harlem nigga 'til I pass |
| Keep a top notch bitch, down to her ass |
| Niggas countin' me out, I was down in my last |
| Had to bounce back like 'Money May' off the ropes |
| I don’t play, I don’t joke |
| When it come to the flow |
| I run circles around these niggas like I’m lapping 'em |
| You left the club in a sedan, like damn |
| Too many hoes, ran out of space, started lapping 'em |
| Call me sugar Jae, what’s for dinner |
| Roundhouse, rappers upper cut bars, no jabbing 'em |
| The rap game used to be lyrical |
| Now your name don’t mean shit if you ain’t digital |
| Speak my mind in rhymes, motherfuck your interview |
| Let this hollow fly in your body give it an inner view |
| I make a few racks then I spend a few |
| If I’m in something designer then my lady in it too |
| A couple jams, I’ve been in a few |
| Down ass bitch, using a pencil only time she hold a number two |
| T-bone steaks and champagne |
| everything is the campaign |
| New york blood in my veins, bitch I can’t change |
| I come fuck shit up and leave like I can’t aim |
| Hold on to your love baby |
| Just enjoy this good dick, don’t go love crazy |
| blue spur in the guts gravy |
| And these niggas is meatloaf, I’m D-Rose |
| Back off an injury, not a better sympathy |
| Rappers albums dropping but they flopping |
| Or pretend to be, hotter than you are |
| Going wood, ain’t no wood to me |
| Like Millz, what you sold? |
| I guess we gotta wait and see, nigga |