Hold Up

[Verse 1]

These the words of a wise fool

Never utter something so solemnly if it’s not true

Never hit the stage if being a player’s not you

Chillin on the beach until you hit by the typhoon

Wasn’t doing right and now she findin out the whole truth

All she hear is noise, you telling her that’s the old you

You done lied so many times that she don’t know you

Ego hurt cus now she regretting she ever chose you, damn

She could been the one kid, first love, you was busy doing the fuck shit

Let the love burn like sour be when the dutch lit

Spending years looking for someone to put your trust in

But it’ll never be the same cus you livin in your way

Steady caught up in this game

Hurtin good women cus you dealing with your pain

Telling her you different homie something gotta change