PARTYNEXTDOOR - Hold On Me lyrics

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You want fifty shades of, grey
You must feel it's stunting season
And sex just ain't my only reason
I pulled up on you at Seven Seasons
Fuck, I got secrets (Secrets)
Fuck, I got secrets (Secrets)
I got a girl back home
Who know who I want to be
And how do I tell you there might
Be somebody that's taking your place?
Ain't it funny the same way we rise
Is the same way we happen to fade

Look I don't wanna to talk 'bout money
It's either I'm your man, baby or not?
Is you gon' let me leave this thing or not?
I know you grew up on your own
But baby you must forgot that you got a man
Gotta give him all you got
I'm not fooled by the money that you got
You're still Jenny from the
Mother fucking block ohhh

You make me question if should
Be here right now
You make me question if I am happy right now
You make me question if I
Got things figured out
You make me question things
I shouldn't be questioning i've got
Gotta be good in the world
To move onto without
A reason to but I don't even want to
You got a hold on me (You got a hold me, ooh)
You got a hold on me (yeah some kind)
Some kind of hold on me (Some kind)
Some kind of hold

I know you got questions
You got me in my, feelings
You know I don't talk this way
A-a-and sex just ain't my only reason
You make a play, I wanna stay
'Cause fuck, I got secrets
(secrets) , I thought I was keeping (keeping)
I got a girl back home
Who thinks that I'm sleeping
I shoulda told there was somebody
That's taking your place
I shoulda told you about it before
Before it turned into something more

Look I don't wanna to talk 'bout money
It's either I'm your man, baby or not?
Is you gon' let me leave this thing or not?
I know you grew up on your own
But baby you must forgot that you got a man
Gotta give him all you got
I'm not fooled by the money that you got
You're still Jenny from the
Mother fucking block i got-

You make me question if should
Be here right now
You make me question if I am happy right now
You make me question if I
Got things figured out
You make me question things
I shouldn't question i've got
Gotta be good in the world
To move onto without
A reason to but I don't even want to
You got a hold on me (You got a hold me, ooh)
You got a hold on me (yeah some kind)
Some kind of hold on me (Some kind)
Some kind of hold

Whistle yeah ay
Whistle oh no
Whistle woah oh
Whistle you know you got question