Hold You

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]

Uh-huh

Yeah (Hmm-mmm)

Conductor

Yeah, hahaha

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher & Wiz Khalifa]

Uh, y'all just survivors, not the same, the gang winnin'

And how we gon' be friends if we don't share the same feelings?

One time for the paper, but the haters can't with it

Rollin' skinnies out the P and smoke 'em 'til I can't feel it

My bitch hella bad, we don't date the same women

I'm in the penthouse, we ain't in the same building

Feel like a millionaire, on my way to a billion

Don't even hit my phone, I'm in the hot tub' chillin' (Yo, uh)

[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]

It's not a coincidence, I еnded up in this kind of predicament

My grindin' was infinitе, the timin' magnificent

I go back to the hood, with this shit on, shinin' ridiculous

You don't make this kind of dough wastin' time around idiots

Tuck y'all niggas in, got to treat y'all like house guests

These industry niggas ain't figure me out yet

I like her, but she won't make it to no purse and bag

'Cause first I smash, then I'm cuttin' hoes off on the first red flag

I'm stuffin' cones back to back, 'cause they don't burn long

I hit it twice to pass it back when it burn strong

I knew I deserved more weight back when I served raw

On Elm with the North, I locked down the first to the third floor

We in Vegas, she runnin' my water for me

We close enough, she can look at the menu and order for me (Conductor)

How y'all niggas broke when it ain't no short on money?

Ain't no real niggas left, but it ain't no short on dummies

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher & Wiz Khalifa]

Uh, y'all just survivors, not the same, the gang winnin'

And how we gon' be friends if we don't share the same feelings?

One time for the paper, but the haters can't with it

Rollin' skinnies out the P and smoke 'em 'til I can't feel it

My bitch hella bad, we don't date the same women

I'm in the penthouse, we ain't in the same building

Feel like a millionaire, on my way to a billion

Don't even hit my phone, I'm in the hot tub' chillin'

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Shit, I'm on top of my game, fuck all the fortune and fame

My reputation knows stains, they barely speak on my gang

Keep the baddest bitch around and the bombest of strains

I can get it any time I want, so I don't complain

Passin' out Casamigos shots when I'm on the plane

Startin' to see them billionaires and think we kind of the same

I got love for young niggas, 'cause they honor my name

Got niggas who ride for me, 'cause I bought 'em a chain

Life's been kind of great, the way that I see it

Set my goals long-term and each day I complete it

Never see me down bad, never say I'm defeated

Give these young niggas game, never keep it a secret

I can make you believe it

Rollin' up Khalifa Kush, stay gettin' weeded

With my nigga Benny, he don't pay for the feature

You ain't in the game, nigga, stay in the bleachers

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher & Wiz Khalifa]

Uh, y'all just survivors, not the same, the gang winnin'

And how we gon' be friends if we don't share the same feelings?

One time for the paper, but the haters can't with it

Rollin' skinnies out the P and smoke 'em 'til I can't feel it

My bitch hella bad, we don't date the same women

I'm in the penthouse, we ain't in the same building

Feel like a millionaire, on my way to a billion

Don't even hit my phone, I'm in the hot tub' chillin'