Lyrics Hold Up - Quadeca, Quentin Miller

Hold Up

Hold up, wait, I got the clout and that’s no debate
Hold up, wait, shooting my shot, like it’s Golden State
Hold up, hold up, I hit it out of the park, you just stole the base
So much, so much praise, see me in public, like hold up, wait
Yeah, I’ve been in a whole new place, feeling like there’s more at stake (More
at stake)
My whip say, 'QUADECA' on it, and they look at me weird like, «I know that face»
(«I know that guy»)
I’ve been in a whole new place, praying I don’t fall from grace, damn, damn ()
I wish there wasn’t so much change, see me like, hold up, hold up, hold up, wait
16, I got big dreams, see me making phone calls, I’ve got big brings (Brrr!)
All these bitches want a real rapper who got deals cracking, and their meals
packaged, I’m the next best thing (Best thing!)
So every night, I’ve been working late, I have trouble separating work and play
Like Trump separating church and state, rappers breathing heavy,
like the third debate
I can hear it in the mics, I’m the spirit in the lyrics that you write
Like an insecure freezer, all your spirit’s the appearance of your ice,
I got drive, you just steer into the hype
Hold up, wait, that hypocritical for me, fully, I just spent a thousand on
Supreme hoodies
So fuck this elitist shit, I’m even worse than these rappers, but look up to me,
really
Yeah
Hold up, wait, I got the clout and that’s no debate (No debate)
Hold up, wait, shooting my shot like it’s Golden State (Swish!)
Hold up, hold up, I hit it out of the park, you just stole the base ()
So much, so much praise, see me in public, like hold up, wait (Hold up, wait)
Yeah, I’ve been in a whole new place, feeling like there’s more at stake (More
at stake)
My whip say, 'QUADECA' on it, and they look at me weird like, «I know that face»
(«I know that guy»)
I’ve been in a whole new place, everyday I’m eating bolognese, damn, damn
I wish there wasn’t so much change, see me like, hold up, hold up, hold up, wait
Wait!
(Wait!)
Damn, I invented the flow, damn, I walked in with your hoe
(With your hoe, damn, a-yeah) I ain’t even want that lil' bitch (Yeah!
) (Lil' bitch)
Everytime I’m in the booth, I’ma walk out with a hit (Heh, yeah)
(Yeah) Yeah, you know me well
Apple Watch, Nike band
Hermès jacket, Nike pants (Nike pants, yeah, okay)
Icy flow, 'bout to blow, like
Uh, hold up, I paid a K for that verse, and it got like 18 words in it
That’s like 50 dollars per word, I guess they gon' make me work for it
Yeah, they don’t take me serious, they gon' have to take my word for it (Yeah!)
Trying to shut me down, not my fault, I got a name and they keep searching it
(Yeah!)
Bitch, I’m coming for that top spot, let me tell you, you ain’t deserving it
('Serving it)
All you better and I am the answer, if my name’s on your page, please circle it
(Circle it)
And I ain’t Tay-K, I don’t got to go to Chick-fil-A just to murder shit
Producers gonna stop sending me beats, 'cause I’m pressing play,
and then I’m burning it
If I want my plays, boy, I’m earning 'em, «Quadeca's great» «I never heard of
'em» («I never heard of 'em»)
That’s what they say, then I turn the music on, I turn it up and now it’s
turning them
Into fans, tell me how I win again, been the man, all of y’all belong in the
stands
I ain’t one of these motherfuckers tryna make all this money, so I cash it up
and flex it up on my Instagram
Really, man?
Is that who I really am?
I don’t wanna handshake with your filthy
hands
Hundred bands, but I’d be happy with just 50 bands, 50 bands, but I’d just be
happy with just like 50 fans
I’ma get all of this shit, because I really can, but I ain’t the type to show
up late
But when I hear a whack-ass verse, I just look up at my screen like, «Hold up,
hold up, wait»
Thank you so much’a for’to playing my game’a!
Bye-bye!