Lyrics Hold on - Mark Evich, Jazz Jodi

Hold on

So i might bling my wrist just to try it
If i ever touch a brick u gon' buy it
I neva cut my wrist I mighta liked it
Ima piece of shit bitches like it
Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose
But can’t walk a mile in my damn shoes
Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose
But they don’t know 'bout my goddamn blues, goddamn blues
I got pleny pleny goals
He got pleny pleny hoes
He got Fendi Fendi belts
She got titty titty welp
I got tipsy tipsy help
Swim in vices Micheal Phelps ooo
Flirt with demons by myself ooo
Drinking fucking up my health ooo
Hate me baby I’m depressed
Hate me baby I’m depressed
Hate me baby I’m depressed
Eh
Haters hate and won’t take it easy
I’m sitting home just watching TV
They sucking dick and won’t never leave me alone
Wriiting life just to make a CD
So I live live in make believe
Live live in make believe
Live live in make believe
Talking shit and I’m collecting fees
Niggas all wanna act a B
Thats all i C
Bitches starvin for the letter D
Im still just tryna better me, tryna better me
Yeah
I could prolly be a better man
But I would prolly touch up on ur best friend
And i would prolly dub
All of her voicemails
She still gon' love the lies that my voice tells
Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose
But can’t walk a mile in my damn shoes
Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose
But they don’t know 'bout my goddamn blues, goddamn blues
Mama, I’m gon' be alright
I say I prayer every night
So there could be no slightest doubt
That I can make my mama proud
So many miles under my shoes
No matter if I win or loose
So I decided I’m gon' fight
So mama, I’m gon' be alright
Felt my mama didn’t want me
She just spited
In the courtroom Papa touchdowned
Then he spiked it
So I might hit a lliq just to try it
And i might bling my wrist just to try it