Hold Me Down

Lyrics

[Chorus: Skatterman and Tracella Birmingham] If I made it to the end of my run If I get caught with 90 ounces of Coke Baby, hold me down In the county, I'd get life for my gun Making trips for my daughter and son Nigga, hold me down Say my name, while you're [?] Send me letters while I'm doing my thing Hold me down I know you probably stacking paper for real [?] Hold me down [Verse 1: Snug Brim] True shit, all he knew was the dope game No gradguation, no deploma, all he studdied was Cocaine And mama tought him how to rock it, only at 13 And now we on the block, survin to the work feends Ain't that a shame His only dream was to make cream What he was seeing was a king in the making Pushing them things through the streets of the projects By 16, the boy was a genius with pyrex Repeat felin, livin life on the edge Two guns when he robbed, ten years by the feds There's nothing when there's nothing to live for Papa gone, he ain't seen him in a year though Wondering what the fuck we here for? 22 shot dead in the streets, now here the tears go You know his homies ain't gon let that slide Wake in the morning, and tonight they ride Watch how we hold them down [Chorus: Skatterman and Tracella Birmingham] If I made it to the end of my run If I get caught with 90 ounces of Coke Baby, hold me down In the county, I'd get life for my gun Making trips for my daughter and son Nigga, hold me down Say my name, while you're [?] Send me letters while I'm doing my thing Hold me down I know you probably stacking paper for real [?] Hold me down [Verse 2: Skatterman] Born to be a menis, he turned out to be a savage made The streets turned him to a killer by the 7th grade He kept a heater on him, and a mug on his eyebrow Raised in the Crack spots, survin breakin pies down Mama was a single parent, daddy was a crackhead Brother was a lil nigga, sister was a tack head He turned his whole naborhood into zombies He even sold it to his uncles and his aunties Born with a crew of lil niggas, raised with the squad Fall through with big rhyms, snatch your braud up Feds got him for disorderly conduct 7 days a week they was pushing that prodict Living life like they stole it out the movie screen Catch him when he 23, [?] 16 It was all hood untill the people show This shit was all good just a week ago [Bridge: Tracella Birmingham] There's nothing more, and there's nothing less Life is full of heartake, and pain, and stress Soul can't rest, I got all this mess I got going on in my mind Times is hard, and it's getting harder My days seem short, and my nights seem longer Vision is blery, come save me, please hurry Save myself from me [Verse 3: Snug Brim and Skatterman] I'm doing 25 [?] streets pouring that long liquor When you in the box, sleepin with your eyes closed I'm behind bars, [?] Instetutionalised, the truth is, you and I Knew this day would come, can't even look you in the eye Now it's nothing but time To get my drink on And step my swole up Ready to get my shank out Walkin out the yard, with a [?] A couple tattoos, my roots are in the gang Feeling sick Cause ain't nobody write to him Plus the fake niggas wanna put a knife into him When the money was coming, this shit was on, dog Now none of his bitches except his phone calls He used to have dreams of buying 50 whips Now he won't hit the streets again till he 56 [Chorus: Skatterman and Tracella Birmingham] If I made it to the end of my run If I get caught with 90 ounces of Coke Baby, hold me down In the county, I'd get life for my gun Making trips for my daughter and son Nigga, hold me down Say my name, while you're [?] Send me letters while I'm doing my thing Hold me down I know you probably stacking paper for real [?] Hold me down