Hold Up

Quadeca & Quentin Miller - Rap, In English
Hold Up
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November 17, 2017.
Lyrics
[Chorus: Quadeca] Hold up, wait I got the clout and that's no debate (No debate) Hold up, wait Shootin' my shots, like it's Golden State (Swish) Hold up, hold up I hit it out of the park, you just stole the base (Ayy) So much- so much praise See me in public, like, hold up, wait [Post-Chorus 1: Quadeca] Yeah, I've been in a whole new place Feeling like there's more at stake (More at stake) My whip say 'QUADECA' on it And they look at me weird like, "I know that face" ("I know that guy") I've been in a whole new place Prayin' I don't fall from grace, damn, damn (Yeah) I wish there wasn't so much change See me like, hold up, hold up, hold up, wait [Verse 1: Quadeca] Sixteen, I got big dreams See me makin' phone calls, I've got big brings (Brrr!) All these bitches want a real rapper who got deals crackin' And their meals packaged, I'm the next best thing (Best thing!) So every night, I've been workin' late I have trouble separating work and play Like Trump separating church and state Rappers breathin' heavy, like the third debate I can hear it in the mics In the spirit in the lyrics that you write Like an insecure freezer, all your spirit's the appearance of your ice I got drive, you just steer into the hype Hold up, wait, that hypocritical for me, fully I just spent a thousand on Supreme hoodies So fuck this elitist shit I'm even worse than these rappers, but look up to me, really Yeah [Chorus: Quadeca] Hold up, wait (Haha) I got the clout and that's no debate (No debate) Hold up, wait Shootin' my shots like it's Golden State (Swish!) Hold up, hold up I hit it out of the park, you just stole the base (Swing!) So much- so much praise See me in public, like hold up, wait (Hold up, yeah) [Post-Chorus 2: Quadeca] Yeah, I've been in a whole new place Feeling like there's more at stake (More at stake) My whip say 'QUADECA' on it And they look at me weird like, "I know that face" ("I know that guy") I've been in a whole new place Every day, I'm eatin' bolognese, damn, damn I wish there wasn't so much change See me like, hold up, hold up, hold up, wait [Interlude: Quentin Miller & Quadeca] Wait! (Wait!) [Verse 2: Quentin Miller & Quadeca, both] Damn, I invented the flow Damn, I walked in wit' your ho (Wit' your ho, yeah, yeah) I ain't even want that lil' bitch (Yeah! Lil' bitch) Every time I'm in the booth I'ma walk out with a hit (Hit, yeah) Yeah You know me well Apple Watch Nike band Hermès jacket Nike pants (Nike pants, yeah, okay) Icy flow 'Bout to blow, like "Accident", yeah (Uh, hold up) [Verse 3: Quadeca] I paid a K for that verse And it got like eighteen words in it That's like fifty dollars per word I guess they gon' make me work for it Yeah, they don't take me serious (Serious) They gon' have to take my word for it (Yeah) Tryna shut me down, not my fault I got a name and they keep searchin' it (Yeah) Bitch, I'm comin' for that top spot Let me tell you, you ain't deservin' it (Ain't deservin' it) All y'all better know I am the answer If my name's on your page, please circle it (I'm the answer, circle it) And I ain't Tay-K I don't got to go to Chick-fil-A just to murder shit (Bow-bow-bow) Producers gonna stop sending me beats 'Cause I'm pressing play, and then I'm burnin' it If I want my plays, boy, I'm earnin' them "Quadeca's great" "I never heard of 'em" That's what they say, then I turn the music on I turn it up and now it's turnin' 'em Into fans, tell me how I win again Been the man, all y'all belong in the stands I ain't one of these motherfuckers tryna make all this money So I cash it up and flex it up on my Instagram Really, man? Is that who I really am? I don't wanna handshake with your filthy hands (Nah) Hundred bands, but I'd be happy with just fifty bands Fifty bands, but I'd just be happy with just like fifty fans I'ma get all of this shit because I really can And I ain't the type to show up late But when I hear a wack-ass verse I just look up at my screen like, "Hold up, hold up, wait" [Outro: Charles Martinet] Thank you so much'a for'to playing my game'a! Bye-bye!
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Credits
- Writers
- Quentin Miller
- Quadeca