Holdin' It Down

Riviir

Compositor: R. Mitchell

Dem Fi Know
Yea! It's ya boy, Ikay
Lifestyle
Let's do this niggaz
I'm holdin’ it down
The kid on the street hustling all alone
Kingston, I'm holdin’ it down
All I see is my shadow, no one else around
Brooklyn, I'm holdin’ it down

Need a place I can go, I can mend my heart
Need somebody to hold me down, knows what's happening in my thoughts
Dear lord please shine a light on the path that I walk
All my life is just pain, I'm thinking thug life is my destiny
So I got four heartless killas next to me
I'm stressed out, I can't breathe, pass da weed, high as a motherfucker
Cause this life stresses me
Your life's been great, wish I could trade places
These niggaz are fakes, can't trust em strange faces
I know my girl got my back
She always there for da kid and I love her for that
She knows my dream, fuck da money, just wanna do rap
Cause it's my first love, first thing ever loved me back
When I rhyme I rap about my life
When I'm stressed, I just sit and write
All I need in this life is a pen, a paper, a beat and a mic
Don't give a damn about da money
Every hustle I make, I do it for my homies
I ain't no sucka for love, I rather die lonely
Funny how a piece of paper can change the world
Power of money, look at the things I observed
That piece of paper can cop you a new Tims, cop you a new house, cop you a new Benz
All of that comes with new friends
And I can't take it, my heart is aching
A change gotta come and I'm tired of waiting

I'm holdin’ it down
I'm living like I'm dying
So many thoughts in my mind, seems like I can't make it, still I'm trying
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm hustling on da street so my niggaz can eat
God damn I'm feeling weak
Still I'm hustling till I'm forever asleep
I'm holdin’ it down

No hugs for this thug
I'm soaked up, soaked in mud
All I see is fake love
Lifestyle for life
If my niggaz alright
Then I'm all nice
Though when my dreams disappear from me
You never there for me
Still I got love though I'm not sure if you care for me
All my life loneliness been my company
Still I'm keeping it thuggin’ till death come for me
Unconditional love, I didn't get none of that
Still I love my niggaz no matter what
All those disloyalties
It ain't right to have my own nigga snitch at me
You lucky I got a good mind
I ain't selfish, let's talk bout da good times
When we used to share a meal
Listen some Pac, kick back and chill
Pac music was a blessing for real
The nigga got heart, the nigga got skills
Life goes on
For my nigga Terry in heaven, hold on
Though it's been so long
I miss you nigga, though I been so strong

I'm holdin’ it down
I'm living like I'm dying
So many thoughts in my mind, seems like I can't make it, still I'm trying
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm hustling on da street so my niggaz can eat
God damn I'm feeling weak
Still I'm hustling till I'm forever asleep
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm living like I'm dying
So many thoughts in my mind, seems like I can't make it, still I'm trying
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm hustling on da street so my niggaz can eat
God damn I'm feeling weak
Still I'm hustling till I'm forever asleep
I'm holdin’ it down

I don't like fake nor phonies
I pour out liquors bout my sleeping homies
Brothers gone before me
I gotta keep da faith, they in a better place
And I know someday I'm gon see their face
Don't worry Terry, everything's gon be okay
Craig! If I die I watch over you like every day
I got ya back in every way
I swear on every blood that I bleed
Ms. Turner, holla at me if there's anything you need
I got ya back like that
I'll be by your side like a belt buckle strap
If I'm gone for a second I'll be right back
If I make it, you make it
Baby girl what we have is sacred
I ain't got a lot of friends
Cause half these niggaz ain't got a lot of sense
I don't smile around these punks, cause when you on top, to make you flop, they try all kind of stunts
They wanna know which crew I represent
They hate my lifestyle cause I roll high like da president
Rapping is heaven sent
If it wasn't for rap, I don't know where I'd be
Maybe alone in da streets cause I know for a fact nobody loves me

I'm holdin’ it down
I'm living like I'm dying
So many thoughts in my mind, seems like I can't make it, still I'm trying
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm hustling on da street so my niggaz can eat
God damn I'm feeling weak
Still I'm hustling till I'm forever asleep
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm living like I'm dying
So many thoughts in my mind, seems like I can't make it, still I'm trying
I'm holdin’ it down
I'm hustling on da street so my niggaz can eat
God damn I'm feeling weak
Still I'm hustling till I'm forever asleep
I'm holdin’ it down