Hold It Up

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah K-U-R-A, yeah, yeah [Chorus] And it ain't much to me, can tell you wanna be like us Every time I walk in the house, I'm rocking Homme Plus I can only rock Prada shades, I don't like them old buffs If you like cash and you got a stack, then you better hold it up I was down outside, boy, I made that change Broke out of that box, and ain't shit been the same When shit get tough, it's gon' be alright 'cause we got another day And if they not fucking with your vision then you gotta cut away [Verse 1] Ain't afraid to say what I think, but it's better 'cause I ain't gon' lie 'Cause in the night, shit get too deep, that's why evеry time I get high My pops, he was scraping on pеnnies, working three jobs just to get by And I know my grandma proud of me every time I look up at the sky [Pre-Chorus] I got out of school, turned up, I'm fresh start to run it back Fell down a few times on the way, my guys brush off my back Depression went to motivation when bro let me hold that stack And if you dream and you know what you want, there ain't no holding back [Chorus] And it ain't much to me, can tell you wanna be like us Every time I walk in the house, I'm rocking Homme Plus I can only rock Prada shades, I don't like them old buffs If you like cash and you got a stack, then you better hold it up I was down outside, boy, I made that change Broke out of that box, and ain't shit been the same When shit get tough, it's gon' be alright 'cause we got another day And if they not fucking with your vision then you gotta cut away [Verse 2] Find yourself, know your worth, you gon' get yourself together Feed myself every month, quitting this shit, boy, I could never Wanna ball out with my brothers, over time they showed true colors We was running shit up in the summer, now they fake tryna block my number [Pre-Chorus] I got out of school, turned up, I'm fresh start to run it back Fell down a few times on the way, my guys brush off my back Depression went to motivation when bro let me hold that stack And if you dream and you know what you want, there ain't no holding back [Chorus] And it ain't much to me, can tell you wanna be like us Every time I walk in the house, I'm rocking Homme Plus I can only rock Prada shades, I don't like them old buffs If you like cash and you got a stack, then you better hold it up I was down outside, boy, I made that change Broke out of that box, and ain't shit been the same When shit get tough, it's gon' be alright 'cause we got another day And if they not fucking with your vision then you gotta cut away
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Credits
- Writers
- Pi’erre Bourne
- Kura