Hold On

I got a few daily basic needs
Remy Martin straight chased with weed
I got amazing grace and greed
SS with raising speed
And my head stay full of legions
Tellin' me to pledge full allegiance
Temptations just get to me
I'm so deep in iniquity and
I ain't too sick to see
That's why I pray for the victory
You know, I love countin' dirty dough
I might never see thirty though
I keep matters in confidence
No matter what the consequence
I keep the 6-4 shined up
And all the cluckheads lined up
A nigga gots to hustle
I'm sellin' rocks to my aunts and uncles
Oh well, I'm a lowlife
In and out the motel with your wife
It's so hard to do good
I guess my heart just too hood
I love the neighborhood and the people
Livin' illegal, the good and the evil
One blunt and got one joint twist
Big bash, they both 1.6
Same thing on the menu this morning
Light the sweeter, continue recording
I'ma let you pretend you important
But I won't keep sendin' you warnings
Tryna get my team's vision
And ride tracks like a steam engine
I'ma get dough for death though
Right hand don't know what the left know
I can smell a rat with my sixth sense
I won't give a bitch six cents
They say a nigga off the chain
The way he drop the shit off the brain

I keep holding on
I keep holding on
I keep holding on
I keep holding on