Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Hold Up, artist - Kevin Gates. Date of issue: 28.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Still Hold Up |
| Yeah |
| I’m built Ford tough (Carmelo) |
| No, this how I used to be feelin' |
| Killer, you heard me (James put the check, boy) |
| Yeah |
| Crossed out, hex, feel like I’m possessed |
| I wanna handle baby daddy, it just ain’t happen yet |
| My wife just sent that paper there, I just ain’t grab it yet |
| Nominated for the GRAMMYs, I went back to jail |
| Racist judge found me guilty, sent me back to Hell |
| Lost trial in the feds, went back on appeal |
| My lil' ones irkin' out, he back on them pills |
| Zombies lurkin', close the curtains, we back on the steel |
| The voodoo lady say, «Okay,» I say, «I had to kill» |
| Get 'em down there for a show and put that racket here |
| Traffic tickets, had too many, I was gettin' stopped |
| Never happen when I’m by myself so bein' friendly stopped |
| I rock a lotta gold chains, I am not a coward |
| I’m thuggin' hard, I’m connected to the higher power |
| Damn near lost it all believing' in a bitch nigga |
| Okay, problem solved, I do shit a little different |
| Talked about behind the back by my own family |
| But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up |
| Instances I used to deal with tried to hurt my marriage |
| But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up |
| They stack the deck with bitch niggas, everybody backs 'em (They do) |
| Been in the game since shit stains and I’m 'bout that action (I'm 'bout that) |
| I never ratted, a Louisiana livin' legend (Why?) |
| Bitch, I’m in traffic, you play with Gates, you got to wet it (Grrat) |
| Just remember, I’m not a talker, I’m a stepper (I'm a stepper) |
| Broad day, I go to walkin' up, applyin' pressure (Boom, boom, boom) |
| Free C Murder (Ooh), they tried to ban me from the prisons (Ooh) |
| Maybe they know I’m only happy when I see my niggas (Ah) |
| Maybe they wanna see me broke or dead or back there with 'em (They do) |
| Shoutout the ones in the system with a life sentence (Oh, oh) |
| Woman pregnant for another brother, never visit (Don't) |
| Shoutout the ones who still show love in the city |
| The way they hate you, make you kinda hate to fuck with the city (Hm) |
| Gangster reason, long nights I remember (I remember) |
| I ask Big Dana for some pictures, I just really miss ya (Whaddup?) |
| Roamin' the trenches where the cocaine get delivered |
| Say, look |
| Don’t never go look for yourself inside somebody else, you heard me |
| 'Cause some of these niggas outchea ain’t really cut like we cut |
| You know, we cut from a bandana |
| You know, these niggas cut from shit paper, you heard me |
| That shit sounds good until it takes place |
| But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up |
| But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up |
| But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up |