Why / Hold Up (Intro)

Why can't y'all hold the fuck up

The last decade

Most you rappers lucked up

Did all my tea bagging

Hand me lemons

Picked my nuts up

I'm invested, fuck a quarter back

I'm in that hut hut

I was caged, cuffed and locked down

Creativity shot down

Starin' up at a ceiling, depressed

And this bought my top down

How you gon take a shot at goals

While aiming ain't got rounds

They think that u ain't

Come from the bottom

When you got top sound

Bitch don't hit phone later

I can't save ya, not now

Told me to the left

Oh yeah that's right

Look what jot now

Older, I can't stop now

Can't say this for the block now

We used to blew trees

Some threw me shade

And I got chopped down

I was feelin' stumped

Mixed emotions

Feelings was punch

Are we try na get a mil

Or I'm here preppin' **** lunch

Cuz I'm tired takin Ls

Tryin' papers, still on blunts

Word to Harold

I'm a pharaoh

Treat my negus like some kings

Got the gift

So **** rap

When the fuck u choose to sing

Always saw it, knew I had

It was right thur, ching-a-ling

Shorty say I got the pipes

But I'm stingy wit ding-a-ling

I'll be doing this for life

This shit won't change, Jing-a-ling

Cuz I gave out monkey bars

When I got in the swing of things

Over they heads

With vocals and lead

Been floating off meds

Had a vision they ain't sea

I'll hover oceans instead

Now I'm the wave

Ain't have it made

You **** posting instead

Of really smearing up the paint

You back down, **** I ain't

Fuck that gassin', where we going

Got the drive I'll fill the tank

I been going thru withdrawals

With **** talkin' big bank

Nouns talkin' bout these verbs

In the end it's like no u ain't

You ain't have no plan of action

To get close to all them captions

Though I'm lining up an S

This shit won't bring me the

Satisfaction, I know

I'm a broke ****

Starvin, at they throats ****

Sick as fuck, moms always told me

Go get a coat ****

Now they heated

Self esteem been high

If we ain't never greeted

Feelin' like mj So motherfucker beat it

Undefeated, think I took my last L

I'm sparkin up a J

If they never put their hands together

They'll become the prey

If you say you molded me

Or made me

Please present the clay

I'm checkin' in, enjoy ya stay

I'm goin up up up and away

Hold up (ewnn)

Why can't y'all hold the fuck up

Hold up, look

We going dutch

I'll tell my shorty roll up

**** crumbled down line

Dam why you **** fold up

I'm diamond in the rough

Who ain't too big for cold cuts dry

That uh kick it in the burbs

Then bring the hood the gold cup

I'll have these lines until flat

Don't try to change my bolt nuts

Never tired I'm on all fours

Been killin' shit who want gore

And ima about to change

I'm in my top drawer

Y'all scare yet

Been kickin it wit snares less

Never moved pianos

Paint on keys just like I'm Van Gogh

Had to take my shots

Cuz what's the sense keepin' ammo

Was trapped inside my thoughts

When I moved out lived in a bando

My mind was militant

Was seeing green, put on my camo

Made it over humps

I'm taking trips and ridin' camels

Know that they gon judge me

I ain't focused on the panel

My hustle flipped I know the flop

That's LA gear sandals

Oh y'all don't know pain

Mental health, can go insane

Could lose out on them waves

When **** go against the grain

I'm feelin' like the H-O-V

If we talkin' bout lanes

If we talkin' bout religion

Be a witness to this thing

It's sinkin' in I'm drained

If it's scouts in here

Remember the name

Why can't y'all hold the fuck up