Rich Homie Quan - Hold On Lyrics

I Done lost alotta shit man
I done lost partners, bitches, money
But I ainít never lost my mind though
Do you feel me?

I done lost a couple partners
when I thought shit couldnít go wrong (but it did)
Can I get a witness
'cause everybody got problems yeah
And you donít know where to go
You be lost nigga, Alot of these bitches weak minded
but you gotta learn how to be strong
And when it feels like you lost everything ,
You gotta hold on, you gotta hold on, you gotta hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on.

Started losing my mind, who am i to trust
Started abusing the grind now a nigga up
Telling bitches I know it ainít mine I ainít even f*ck
but i admit i got sucked (real good)
on the hood, all my homies in the hood they Hungry
And Iím good, I donít want it,
Dat Shit Belong To The Homies
And Iím riding in the car dat i just bought hittin gas
And My Dick Where Her Mouth At Boy You Know The Homie Done smashed, Boy You Know The Homie Got Cash and everybody still got problems
But what the f*ck am I supposed to do, if dey mad
Iím poppin percusetts to keep cautious, to many percs got me naucious
Aint tryin see no herse or no coffin
Problem, I got a problem,and I Call That Bitch my chopper
All Them, Yea all Them Ill Shoot This Shit At All Them
And I do this shit for all of them
Nigga locked, nigga dead and gone
Drinking A forty At The Grave Yard , Cause ..

Hook:
I done lost a couple partners (rest in peace homie)
When I thought shit couldn't go wrong (but it did)
Cant get a witness
Ďcause everybody got problems
And you donít know where to go
Youíll be lost nigga
A lot of these bitches Weak Minded
But You gotta learn how to be strong
And when you feel like you lost everything
Hey you gotta hold on, you gotta hold on
You gotta hold on,
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Got a grip on Life When I Got Out Of Jail I Got right
(Had To Get SOme Money nigga)
I Was Breaking In Houses Wasnt Touching No scale, no white
But Iíve been in the houses been around that shit all my life
God make no mistakes and if I had a chance wouldnt do it twice
Dese dimes aint come over night
spray rounds ainít tryin to fight
Stay ground, got a nigga right,
Thatís possible baby, no life,
Ask myself why I keep goin hard and I donít know why
Yeah You know my bitch she foreign
Got her from hawaii, overseas,
I walked in bymyself daring one of you niggas to try me (do something)
I pulled up like a hurse, wit a 100 cars behind me
Beside me, twin what i call da matchin fortys
You could find me and the big body been no more scotty
Told my partner no more robbiní
Ďcause I heard them people watchin
My florida hoe callin me papi
When Youre In Florida so many options
Niggas biten me, I know they teeth hurt
I'm tired of all these rest in peace shirts

But I done lost a couple partners, yeah
when I thought shit couldnít go wrong
But it did, can I get a Witness ?
Ďcause everybody got problems
And you donít know where to go
(You Be lost) a lot of these bitches weak minded
But you gotta learn how to be strong
And when you feel like you lost everything
Hey, gotta hold on, You gotta hold on,
You gotta hold on,
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Like that.


We come.

I will never stop

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