[Chorus]
Tell me what's the hold up, yeah
Tell me what's the hold up, yeah, yeah
Man, I just wanna blow up, I just wanna take over, yeah, yeah
I been working, I been grinding, I been doing my thing
I'm just wondering if I ever get to reach my dreams
Tryna stay focused, tryna keep my mind open, yeah, yeah
My nigga rolling marijuana, you can smell the aroma, yeah, yeah
I been stressing, I been worrying about the future
I should probably smoke again to help me ease my brain
[Verse 1]
Ayy, what's the hold up, nigga?
I be seeing all these other dudes blow up, nigga, ayy
But you know what, nigga
At the same time I don't think I know one nigga
That would say it ain't true that steady wins the race
And sometimes blowing up blows up in your face
So maybe I should take it slow brother
Hit the brakes, wait for my big break
Can't wait til I can hit the road, brother
Start making dough from my shows, brother
Going to different nations, performing for the Hattians
I be kicking in the door, brother
I just wanna see the other side, hope the grass is greener
Make a way for a better life, guess we'll have to see how it goes
Momma, I been putting the work in
I ain't got no time to clown around, leave that shit for the circus
As I lay I been immersed in a pool full of dreams and it seems that I can't swim
But if I drown at least that means I went all out
Keep your head up, child
Don't you ever give up, child
But I still be yelling to myself out loud
[Chorus]
Tell me what's the hold up, yeah
Tell me what's the hold up, yeah, yeah
Man, I just wanna blow up, I just wanna take over, yeah, yeah
I been working, I been grinding, I been doing my thing
I'm just wondering if I ever get to reach my dreams
Tryna stay focused, tryna keep my mind open, yeah, yeah
My nigga rolling marijuana, you can smell the aroma, yeah, yeah
I been stressing, I been worrying about the future
I should probably smoke again to help me ease my brain
[Verse 2]
Get that-get that-get that money, gotta get them dollars
Then split that-split that-split that money with my mom and poppa
I gotta get the bills, I'm trying to get bigger wheels
And later on I'll write my kids a will
Forget the meals, you feel me
I'm tryna be filthy rich, not rich and filthy
Eenie-meanie-minie-mo, catch a dollar by its toe
Put it in a bank then I save it
Then I find a couple more right behind the dollar store
Feeling like this my lucky day, man
I'm 'bout to reach for the stars
I'm 'bout to make each of 'em ours
I'm reaching for Mars, I'm reaching for goals
I'm reaching for dough, I'm reaching for hoes
I'm reaching for moon, I'm reaching for sun
I'll never be done, like
I-I just wonder if it'll ever be my time
Be my time for me to rise up high and shine bright
Will I see the day?
I'm trying to be patient
But still I'm saying
[Chorus]
Tell me what's the hold up, yeah
Tell me what's the hold up, yeah, yeah
Man, I just wanna blow up, I just wanna take over, yeah, yeah
I been working, I been grinding, I been doing my thing
I'm just wondering if I ever get to reach my dreams
Tryna stay focused, tryna keep my mind open, yeah, yeah
My nigga rolling marijuana, you can smell the aroma, yeah, yeah
I been stressing, I been worrying about the future
I should probably smoke again to help me ease my brain
[Outro]
What's the hold up, nigga?
I be seeing all these other dudes blow up, nigga, ayy
What's the hold up, nigga?
I be seeing all these other dudes blow up, nigga, ayy
Hold Up was written by Langston Bristol.