Hold You Down Craftstyle

If the revolution was today, would you show up?

Or would that interfere with your blow up? Are you ready for war?

If it's not your fam thats dying but you got a role to play

Tell me, are you ready for yours? Are you ready for stores to be closed

And roads to be blocked and all our phones to be locked

And all your Sunday brunches with your homies to stop

Ones you spend correctin' pronouns, complainin' about Trump

Will you be there when it goes down, or will you all run?

And you white supremacists throwin' elitists tantrums

Y'all just breathin' cancer, I feel like beatin' your ass down with that Tiki lantern

I know that violence isn't one

But nowadays I don't know if I believe in answers;

Trying to see all my mans fed but the White House only seem to care about the hood if its on the Klan's head

Motherfuck the damn bread trying to be a lion in the land where the lambs bred, fuck what your man said;

Just do you homie. I know that that's your dog but you ain't gotta follow him, this ain't Blue's Clues homie

A lot of people's only option's lose, lose homie

But they still find joy daily in the grooves homie

Yeah, and those the people I admire;

Feet all in the fire gotta make shoes they just trying to make dues

Why I can't understand what rappers don't think about what what they make do

Homie what that make you?

Attention is currency, we'll blow it on anything

Me I'm trying to be more frugal with mine

Tell me what these celebrities ever do for my time

That they deserve even a nougat of mine? Fuck outta here

Shit I don't know if I'm better, we'll find out this year

But yo I'm tryin' if that count for somethin'

Remember days of cryin', fearing that I won't amount to nothin'

Now they're booking me across the country and amounts is uppin'

I just want to pay these student loans and get up out from under;

College be expensive so that all my friends can't change the world

Shit, they want you to meet the end making ends meet

If the drugs and screens don't do it then man them payments could

Will we hold each-other down like Prodigy and Alch?

The pressure and the doubt got me out here needing alcohol

I take a shot and get to it man I don't need to pout

Im gonna die tryin' before I die lying the realest out

It's Craft