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Hold up, we

I can't let hold me down
These could never hold me
Cause I'm comin down, playa
Livin these fantasy

Cause I'm choppin' blades and playin
And these bitches, they stand it
Peep up in this game and this is so demandin'
(On dubs)

Choppin on dubs and showin 'em
2000-Fizive and you are not fly
Young bitch, hold up, up, young bitch
Bitch, I don't wanna stop comin' up

Uh, it's too much, the paper I make
These other pussy ain't real, them hoe's fake
I'm Sweet James Jones when you through bitch
I treat you because you know I'm rich

I was in the ghetto, had
Sold a lot of records and grabbed
Now, I go and do in L.A
Playin the game the way the hustlers

And everyday I try to my grip and make three songs
I'm tryna get my paper on
I want the new and the new cell phone
I want the new two way and the new mansion home

In cause that is my city
And other pussy niggaz they records sound shitty
When I see you in the town, hit you up
You never take my dream cause you niggaz fucked up

I let nobody hold me down
These hoe's could hold me
Cause I'm down, playa surroundin
these hoe's fantasy

Cause I'm choppin' blades and playin
And these bitches, they stand it
Peep up in this game and thing is so demandin'
(Comin' up)

I remember I had to come up just to come down
Thats the for my uncontrollable ballin right now
Use to be to walk in the store, I paid the price now
My life is too valuable for me to play life now

Of course theres be some niggaz who gon think I done changed
They find me simply cause, now, I got diamonds on every thing
My mouth and my pinky ring, my wrist and my
I'm my business, so, give me my cash or give me my check

See I can remember me and Trae on the block
Even more then hustlin', we had to lay on the block
Eat, sleep, shit, piss, on the block
To make it the night, to see another day on the block

Movin rocks got us pockets plus knots in our socks
But now, money be comin in wads blocks
Lets go half on a Yacht, I got the pot you got the chicken fried
I can't even hear you haters, you've been muted by my paper

I can't let nobody hold me
hoe's could never hold me
Cause I'm comin down, surroundin
these hoe's fantasy

Cause I'm choppin' blades and maze
And bitches, they can't stand it
up in this game and this thing is so demandin'
(Comin' up)

Who would've that this rap shit would take me far?
At 18, I had a fifty-thousand car
I went from Jag to but not the regular kind
Now, I'm smokin hydro not the pine

I one freestyle, now, I'm rockin clubs
After N Yo Face', I was coppin dubs
I had to make the transition a boy to a man
So, if you 16 that's forty-grand

Rappers talk a lot of shit but you ain't us
Look, you wanna bump heads with a mafia, huh
Look, you don't shit about UGK
Or Mr. Fat Pat and Grey tapes

I rep the Screwed Up Click, peep the watch I'm
I'm the first cat in Houston a black Leclarion
Lil' Flipper, pistols, for them non-believers
down here we poppin trunks on Cadillacs and Regals, oh boy

I can't let nobody hold me
These hoe's could hold me
Cause I'm down, playa surroundin
Livin hoe's fantasy

Cause I'm choppin' and playin maze
And these bitches, they stand it
Peep up in this and this thing is so demandin'
(On dubs)

Whats up? Lets go, on dubs and showin 'em love
and you are not fly enough
Young bitch, hold up, up, young bitch
Bitch, I just wanna stop comin' up

Young
and you are not fly enough