Hold Me

Yeah… uh

Ain’t no fairy tale love, this that real gutter shit

Ride for me, I ride for you, til the fuckin’ wheels fall off

Shawty, hold the fuck on, world cold, don’t fold, truth be told,

Through the drama and the dirt, we gon’ still strike gold,

Came up out the trenches, now we burn through flames,

Got these haters talkin’ slick ‘cause we changed the game to achieve our fame.

You my rib, my bitch, we move side by side,

When the feds on my neck, you the one I confide,

Never bend, never snitch, we just stack and grind,

Two G’s, one bond, built tough through time.

Don’t slip, don’t trip, keep it locked with me,

We gon’ flex on the ops, let ‘em watch and see,

Through the beef, through the bullshit, we still stay strong,

Ride or die, hold me down, we can’t go wrong.

Baby, hold me, don’t you ever let go,

Through the highs, through the lows, let the real shit show,

If the streets turn they back, fuck show me a sign,

Forever locked in, bitch, your hand in mine.

When I was broke in the trap, you ain’t dip, you stayed,

Said, “Fuck what they talkin’, we gon’ get paid,”

Now the ice on my wrist but you share the weight,

That’s love, that’s trust, that’s a bond that’s great.

We can slide through the city with the top peeled back,

Enemies wish they was us, but they can’t match that,

From the gutter to the grind, every page we wrote,

We the hood’s real story, motherfuckers take note.

If they doubt us, let ‘em hate, we gon’ still get rich,

If they talk down, fuck ‘em, they don’t mean shit,

It’s a marathon, baby, not a quick-ass race,

Long as I see forever when I see your face.

Don’t slip, don’t trip, keep it locked with me,

We gon’ flex on the ops, let ‘em watch and see,

Through the beef, through the bullshit, we still stay strong,

Ride or die, hold me down, we can’t go wrong.

Baby, hold me, don’t you ever let go,

Through the highs, through the lows, let the real shit show,

If the streets turn they back, fuck show me a sign,

Forever locked in, bitch, your hand in mine.

Yeah, I been down bad, I done lost my way,

But you never turned your back, you was here each day,

When the block got hot and the beef got thick,

You was ridin’ with the Glock, ready bust that clip.

Fuck the rumors, fuck the lies, they can’t break this bond,

We the type they write about when the love too strong,

Through the blood, through the tears, through the pain we seen,

Still the realest motherfuckin’ love up on the scene.

Baby, hold me, don’t you ever let go,

Through the highs, through the lows, let the real shit show,

If the streets turn they back, fuck show me a sign,

Forever locked in, bitch, your hand in mine.

Yeah, you hold me down, I’ma lift you up,

We gon’ ride through the dirt, that’s more than luck,

Baby, side by side, that’s how we gon’ be,

Forever you and me — just hold on to me.