Ty Farris, Royce da 5'9" - Hold On lyrics

Hold on, all you gotta do is hold on
There is no failure in God

Vibrations from my adolescences
No second guess I was grabbing weapons
Aiming at these niggas tryna
Snatch my blessings
Never been a punk I had to pass the message
Long as I'm around my
Competition trapped in second
The devil trying to get to me
Malicious moments marinating in my memory
When I'm gone hopefully the
World will remember me
This pen help dodge the
Penalty of the penitentiary
This corny industry ah have you enemies
Death sentence if you dissing me
Distance myself from niggas
Yeah i be the rebel
I'm in a zone like I'm playing
Ball at the collegiate level
River dancing with demons dodging em
Them on the daily
Its crazy maybe it made me a maniac
In a Raiders hat you relate to that?
A nigga with an attitude lost half his screws
Half the time my dad in a halfway house
So the streets raised me
But now im focus and
Hopefully nothing goes wrong
Hold my head high, ya boy Ty tryna hold on

Hold on, all you gotta do is hold on
There is no failure in God

This lifestyle is hereditary
Yeah it's extra scary
The sidewalk stay looking like niggas
Just stepped on cherries
Holy matrimony under the mattress
Is a magazine
The source is filled with a hot
16 that ah snatch ya dreams
Hope it don't come to that
My offense is a defense
Yall ride the radio waves till ya sea sick
See the situations will never change
If it's embedded in ya brain
That the only way to get fame
Is become a slave to this game it's a shame
Meanwhile my fans trying to find a vein
They fiending for the flow and
Fortunately I provide the kane
My life ain't perfect it's no reason
For me to hide the pain
Won't sell my soul or compromise my
Morals just to sign my name
Came from nothing
The gutter that's what i rep
Until the death of me
Proof changed my life the night he message me
Told me be a father to my daughter
I was holding her at the time
Rest in peace my nigga i love
I'm still focus on my grind

Hold on, all you gotta do is hold on
There is no failure in God

Uh, Grandmomma gone man I'm alone
Pay cash for the house
Climb on the roof stand on my own
Hand on my phone in a phantom on chrome
I'm flabbergasted by who I'm
Actually speaking with
Seems like just last week I was
Just trapped in a deep abyss
Ratchet squeezing pleading the fifth
Now i kick it with divas
Leave ya chick with me it's go be a
Masterpiece theathe i'm go be Master P
She go be looking cash to me
Even though it's actually cheaper to keep her
Just as quick as the season switch
I went from squeezing the
Beeper to squeezing clips we ill rash
My legion is sick
Pledging thee allegiance to liters and fifths
Enemies become chicken fingers they
Meet us and dip we the best in this business
Yall ah just be statistic
Calling yourselves tryna beat us at this
No luck used to worry bout getting
Tongue from a bitch
Now I just be making bitches
Give my Adidas a kiss sho nuff

Hold on, all you gotta do is hold on
There is no failure in God
Hold on, all you gotta do is hold on
There is no failure in God