Holdin' That

[Hook: Maverick Sabre](x2)

We've been hiding

[?] that drink beside and

[?] now, rolling that

Smoking that, toking that, holding that in

[Verse 1: Chip]

I've been high, I've been low

I've been high when I've been low

I've been staring in the mirror

Tryna see into my soul

I've been christened, I've been blessed

But the devil's at my neck

I've been stressing 'bout confessing

Always lying to myself

Considering counselling, maybe I need the help

How can I have a girl I don't love myself?

Find yourself before you lose yourself

Don't be trapping well till you're trapped in hell

Stuck between a rock and a hard place

I didn't end up on a rock and a hard place

I took gambles, my cards came

But no money accounts to the price of fame

I'm stressed out, take my mind away

I need something to ease the pain

One friend told me he's having a baby

My other friend's mum just passed away

Real life, no pretending

Need to use my brain more selective

When you see your brudda laid out on a stretcher

It helps put things right back in perspective

[Pre-Hook: Chip & Maverick Sabre]

Lord, is my time up?

Pressure's on, I just write stuff

Lost generation need guidance

So I ain't hanging this mic up

I'm sitting here, just thinking

About thinking, overthinking

Anxiety got me filled with a hollow feeling

That's why I'm smoking and drinking, Maverick

[Hook: Maverick Sabre](x2)

[Verse 2: Chip]

Yeah, reflecting on my reflection

Not vain, facing depression

I'm still stressing but life's a blessing

My teacher never taught me that life's a lesson

Picking paths, going losing hope

Pour a drink, puff the O and cope

When I feel down, I take the pain on my own

Cause everybody goes through more than you know

It's my year, but it's not my day

And last night, I forgot to pray

Deep thought got me losing my appetite

Come on, you know I'm losing weight

My headspace is a mess man, torn

Between being a dog and a stepdad

See, I'm alive so I know that my heart's beating

But I can't feel it in my chest, might think back

To the times I was picking up awards

And me and my mum weren't talking

But I've got a bit of rock right now

Cause her husband just got deported

But to the good times, we're getting closer

I'm getting started, my liver's over

Heaven's got a door, we be at it like Jehova's

I've been through shit, still smelling like roses

[Pre-Hook: Chip & Maverick Sabre]

[Hook: Maverick Sabre](x2)