Roddy Ricch, Lil Tjay - Hold On lyrics
Roddy Ricch [Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Tjay [Tione Daylan Merritt] The Bronx, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Roddy Ricch, Lil Tjay - Hold On lyrics]
I think it's time to shine
I've been waitin' so long
Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us
Just hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
In the telly sippin' Henny and
I got my robe on
And they know I'm throwin' bullets
Tell the opps to go long
They weren't ready for that
Last year, told us, "Hold on"
Bro gone, ain't no chill button
We gon' go strong
Hoppin' out, I got a MAC
Hit and do the dash, celebrate and laugh
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't want for all this to get physical
Don't get left where they
Gotta come visit you
Gang, gang, call 'em out to extort you
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Little more than one eighty, the Porsche do
Tjay shining 'cause I can afford to
I'm a stain, so I gotta' move cautious
Happy I'm livin' the life I was given
Now we ain't shakin'
Don't think that I'm slippin'
I pull up, I'm grippin'
Still makin' my chicken
You mad? My bad, Lil Tjay ain't trippin'
And they mad 'cause I'm stackin' my knots
And fuckin' they thots, yes
I'm still puttin' on for the block
Still on my way to the top
And I'm still here to prove
'cause my hunger ain't never gon' stop
Trauma that's fucked with my mind
Ain't wastin' no time
I'm focused on betterin' mine
Bullets gon' wet up your spine
Throwin' shots from behind
Lil Tjay you one of a kind
It's the reason I gotta go off
Take your moms out the hood
It don't matter the cost
Seventeen, life is short
But I'm rich and a boss (yeah, yeah)
See, the haters is mad 'cause
They hate how I floss (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I think it's time to shine
I've been waitin' so long
Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us
Just hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
In the telly sippin' Henny and
I got my robe on
And they know I'm throwin' bullets
Tell the opps to go long
They weren't ready for that
Last year, told us, "Hold on"
Bro gone, ain't no chill button
We gon' go strong
He will lay down in the penitentiary
I was down for my dawg, yeah
I gotta run it up until
I'm gone, I gotta ball, yeah
When he hopped outta the pen
I put him in rag, yeah yeah
Gotta put all my niggas on the map, yeah
Yeah i gotta keep the 30 on me 'cause
A lotta niggas been hatin' me
Got some niggas that gone
They ain't even got the chance to
Ride the Wraith with me
I remember when the feds hit the
Spot they tried to raid me
Got to grab the dope, nigga
Wrap it up from A to Z
Bulletproof the Tahoes
I gotta watch my back, nigga
50 piece in the Gucci sweats
I gotta keep a strap, nigga
I done seen my dawg turn to a
Snake and try to rat niggas
But I was always taught to remain
The same and get the bag, nigga
Yeah, yeah
I think it's time to shine
I've been waitin' so long (So long)
Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
(So long)
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us
Just hold on (Hold on)
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on (Hold on)
In the telly sippin' Henny and
I got my robe on (My robe on)
And they know I'm throwin' bullets
Tell the opps to go long (To go long)
They weren't ready for that
Last year, told us, "Hold on"
Bro gone, ain't no chill button
We gon' go strong (Go strong)
Strong strong
Strong strong
Strong strong
Strong yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been waitin' so long
Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us
Just hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
In the telly sippin' Henny and
I got my robe on
And they know I'm throwin' bullets
Tell the opps to go long
They weren't ready for that
Last year, told us, "Hold on"
Bro gone, ain't no chill button
We gon' go strong
Hoppin' out, I got a MAC
Hit and do the dash, celebrate and laugh
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't want for all this to get physical
Don't get left where they
Gotta come visit you
Gang, gang, call 'em out to extort you
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Little more than one eighty, the Porsche do
Tjay shining 'cause I can afford to
I'm a stain, so I gotta' move cautious
Happy I'm livin' the life I was given
Now we ain't shakin'
Don't think that I'm slippin'
I pull up, I'm grippin'
Still makin' my chicken
You mad? My bad, Lil Tjay ain't trippin'
And they mad 'cause I'm stackin' my knots
And fuckin' they thots, yes
I'm still puttin' on for the block
Still on my way to the top
And I'm still here to prove
'cause my hunger ain't never gon' stop
Trauma that's fucked with my mind
Ain't wastin' no time
I'm focused on betterin' mine
Bullets gon' wet up your spine
Throwin' shots from behind
Lil Tjay you one of a kind
It's the reason I gotta go off
Take your moms out the hood
It don't matter the cost
Seventeen, life is short
But I'm rich and a boss (yeah, yeah)
See, the haters is mad 'cause
They hate how I floss (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I think it's time to shine
I've been waitin' so long
Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us
Just hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
In the telly sippin' Henny and
I got my robe on
And they know I'm throwin' bullets
Tell the opps to go long
They weren't ready for that
Last year, told us, "Hold on"
Bro gone, ain't no chill button
We gon' go strong
He will lay down in the penitentiary
I was down for my dawg, yeah
I gotta run it up until
I'm gone, I gotta ball, yeah
When he hopped outta the pen
I put him in rag, yeah yeah
Gotta put all my niggas on the map, yeah
Yeah i gotta keep the 30 on me 'cause
A lotta niggas been hatin' me
Got some niggas that gone
They ain't even got the chance to
Ride the Wraith with me
I remember when the feds hit the
Spot they tried to raid me
Got to grab the dope, nigga
Wrap it up from A to Z
Bulletproof the Tahoes
I gotta watch my back, nigga
50 piece in the Gucci sweats
I gotta keep a strap, nigga
I done seen my dawg turn to a
Snake and try to rat niggas
But I was always taught to remain
The same and get the bag, nigga
Yeah, yeah
I think it's time to shine
I've been waitin' so long (So long)
Broski servin' time, he been gone for so long
(So long)
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us
Just hold on (Hold on)
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on (Hold on)
In the telly sippin' Henny and
I got my robe on (My robe on)
And they know I'm throwin' bullets
Tell the opps to go long (To go long)
They weren't ready for that
Last year, told us, "Hold on"
Bro gone, ain't no chill button
We gon' go strong (Go strong)
Strong strong
Strong strong
Strong strong
Strong yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah