Hol’ Up Homie

Hol' up. . . Hol' up

Hol' up, hol'

[Verse 1]:
Yo
Living in the moment off of time that is borrowed
Without forgetting about the judgment that will soon follow
Doesn't deter from the tour of my path
Fork in the road, hoping that my psyche follow
Heartbeat thump hard, but the bones hollow
For the normal soul that is reason to harrow
Stuck in a tunnel like a carpal, not like a carpool
Solo on the Lincoln, let the cars move
Outta my lane when I flex that gas
Smell the exhaust when I zoom pass
Easier than a need for speed pursuit going
0 to 60 when I let my soul go with
Out no hesitation
Got a dinner date with death with no reservation
Tell Wade Wilson that time is of the essence
And it will slow you down like Keri Hilson
Walking out the Hilton, like (Ayo, ma!)

[Hook]:
Ha-ha-hol' up, ha-ha-hol' up, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha hol' up (2x)
Hol' up homie, the world is calling
It says the sky is falling, now the signs is calling, so
Hol' up homie, don't mean to put you on hold
But this girl I'm texting just told me she tryna go, so

[Verse 2]:
Nickel plated 9mm suicide grip
Thumb pulling back the hammer hope my finger don't slip
Use to be so distraught with my life
Looking at what I had left, wondering when will it right
Learned how to vent through the poems I write
From the other side of these bars, to give you insight
I'm the type to jump down 23 flights just to pull you up 2
So I can show you new heights
But you ain't gotta take my word for it
I know the way I speak to some may sound foreign
Esoteric bars
Let you know that I know who you are
Media keep my generation steady whoring
No hatred harboring
Harsh words is tough love in music I'm recording
Choose them wisely, so you don't fall ignorant of themes
Lauryn Hill knowledge
But karma don't care about how hard you soul polished, like

[Hook](2x):
Ha-ha-hol' up, ha-ha-hol' up, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha hol' up (2x)
Hol' up homie, the world is calling
It says the sky is falling, now the signs is calling, so
Hol' up homie, don't mean to put you on hold
But this girl I'm texting just told me she tryna go, so

[Outro]:

Hol' up homie, just hol' up. The world ain't goin' nowhere