Hold Me Down

Oz, you're a big dog now

Oz, it seem like every time a nigga need peace of mind
You come around with this shit man. I'm-I'm back in G Herbo mode yo
Man I ain't wrote a song in like a year, I had to get some shit off my chest

I just seen my fucking homie lil brother lose his life on tape, type of shit'll make a nigga lose faith
In the Lord, start to question, like his ass make mistakes
Sorry God, I know you great, but I got too much on my plate
And I heard my mom's bugging, living stressed every day
And my girl start to tripping (?), I just stay from out her face
Making Millies, but I'm still living stressed every day
Still probably crack a smile, cause I'm blessed anyway

I ain't tryna see today my last day, seeing days (?)
In another man home where my son being raised
Fresh home, I'm in the stu, but I ain't hung with him in days
But I know he know I love him already, shit brazy
Every fucking day he really growing, shit amazing
Started off a grape, my heart turned into a raisin
If I'm under pressure anytime, then I'm blazing
Fuck that, I'm tired of gunfire, tired of raging

Fuck that, shit, I hope I could die on vacation
I used to wanna die like Scarface, then I watched Paid In Full and, I'm just tryna live like Ace did
I might die in the booth like Jam Master Jay did
Or get hit walking out, like my bro L'A did
Fuck it, I'll die like Biggie: In LA, shit
When I was young, I thought I'd go at least after I'm sixty
Lost Kobe, I wanted to go out like Pimp C

Me and Cap, we used to drop a fucking 10-piece, uh
And you know we don't smoke no motherfucking skimpys (uh-uh)
You know I'm right here with Wop, and we still breathing
And you know it's one up top, cause we still grieving
Yeah I put you at the top, I know you see my sleeve did
'Member nights when me and you would fall out on the block
Sometimes it still feel like it's you when I fall out with Wop
When the fuck we start popping out without them Glocks?

Folks just told me 22's, we retired them mops
Only a few niggas ready, everybody not (everybody not)
I'm fighting cases, when the fuck I start to hide from opps?
Go hit the range, you let off 6, and ain't nobody shot
You rookie bitch, you flushed the clip, and ain't nobody shot (pussy)
When it wasn't trendy, we was sliding up opp blocks (opp blocks)
It was windy, we was sliding up opp blocks (we was sliding up opp blocks)
Lil bro pop out dreadlocks, like a rasclaat (grrah!)

Me and Wop was boxed in, it was Billy driving
We fell out cause he crashed, he was supposed to be sliding
Really I'm just reminiscing, I ain't even tripping
Main thing we all here, we could've went to prison (fuck it)
Glad I get the bigger picture, could've been illiterate
Know me and broski broke bad, we had different visions then

Yeah you know that broke my heart, cause we used to get it in
I was focused but he wasn't, should've paid attention then
If we gon' leave that shit behind us, I won't even mention then
Blaming me when shit go wrong, I wasn't even with you then
Shit I would've been ended then, my shit could've been finished then
Let's just go back to the days we was in the Center then

Fazo used to sneak me out, it was just me, him, and Tiffany then
That was back to Jordan Fusions, I was tryna get the 10s
We gon rock 1s from July to December then
But you know I switch it up, fuck around, get some Timbs
6, 8, we at The Carter, fuck around, win a bench (?)
Chico shooting too, so this ain't even 2010
I was throwing L's since a youngin', probably ten
And if I had a second chance, bitch, I'd live my life again