[ti:Hold On （feat. Rick Ross）]
[ar:Pusha T]
[al:My Name Is My Name]
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[00:00.42]Hold On （feat. Rick Ross） - Pusha T
[00:25.53]I sold more dope than I sold records
[00:28.09]You niggas sold records, never sold dope
[00:31.09]So I ain’t hearing none of that street shit
[00:34.02]Cause in my mind you motherfuckers sold soap
[00:37.14]Got rich selling hope to hopeless
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[00:40.01]But I’m a thinker, methodic in my motives
[00:42.82]Uh, I motivate to put my niggas into motors
[00:45.69]No woman, no child, no witness, no Jehovahs
[00:48.56]Like Scarface but it's God's face in that mirror
[00:51.33]We was made in this image is much clearer
[00:54.76]Scoring from the heist but I wanted mine purer
[00:57.75]Aryan, blonde hair, blue eyed like the führer
[01:01.00]The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad froze
[01:03.80]Water colors on my neck, fuck rhyming when you blinding niggas
[01:07.05]We ain't the same color clarity of diamond, nigga
[01:10.11]Nah, I ain't got nothing in common which yas
[01:13.48]Pain in my heart, it's as black as my skin
[01:16.22]They tipping the scale for these crackers to win
[01:19.34]No reading, no writing, made us savage of men
[01:22.40]They praying for jail but I mastered the pen
[01:25.33]Descendant from kings, we at it again
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[01:28.67]Just hand me the crown, I'm active again
[01:31.60]Everything that it seems, hear my passion again
[01:34.59]Was never my dream, the immaculate win
[01:37.78]I was pissin' my shorts having rich nigga thoughts
[01:40.52]Wish I had a pistol before all the friends I done fought
[01:43.58]Over night I seen a nigga go get a Carrera
[01:46.70]Two weeks later I had to be that boy pallbearer
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[01:49.70]Young king bury me inside a glass casket
[01:52.82]Windex wipe me down for the life after
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[01:56.31]Crack dealer living like a hoop star
[01:58.87]Black marble, white walls in my new spot
[02:02.05]Four chains, big studs, a nigga too fly
[02:04.86]Top down, tank top, I think I'm 2Pac
[02:07.98]So I'm labeled the rebel, nigga get on my level
[02:10.91]We were born to be kings, only major league teams
[02:14.16]Chasing my paper, couldn’t fathom my wealth
[02:17.03]Built a school in Ethiopia, should enroll in myself
[02:19.96]Got body and mind, food for the soul
[02:23.14]When you feedin' on hate, you empty, my nigga, it shows
[02:26.07]Follow them codes, ain’t no love for these hoes
[02:29.25]If you slip and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
[02:32.25]If you right or you wrong, if you riding come on
[02:35.24]By the end of this song, can’t be hiding for long
[02:38.30]I seen children get slaughtered, niggas' grandmothers assaulted
[02:41.24]Throw a gang sign dare you do something about it
[02:44.42]Fuck coppin' them foams, when you coppin' the home
[02:47.35]Cop a kilo and have them people on top of your home
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[03:03.12]Follow the codes, ain't no love for these hoes
[03:05.61]If you slipping you fall, I got you my nigga hold on
[03:08.61]If you right or you wrong, if you riding come on
[03:11.67]By the end of this song, I got you my nigga hold on
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[03:15.91]I got you my nigga hold on, I got you my nigga hold on
[03:21.10]If you right or you wrong, if you riding come on
[03:23.97]By the end of this song, I got you my nigga hold on
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[03:31.42]I got you my nigga, hold on, I got you my nigga, hold on
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[03:43.52]I got you my nigga, hold on, I got you my nigga, hold on