[Verse 1: YL]
Ayo I hold faith
And keep it close to my old age
Remember Y held it down with them low rates
It's a showcase every time I show face
You tryna fit in where there's no space
Damn, I'm still on it
You could put some bills on it
Goose down 700 fill what's the deal on it (you got a discount?)
Ayo I take a piece of paper and I spill on it
Don't ask me if I still want it, c'mon
You know it's always love if you fronted me
You somewhere sittin' comfortably
I just might meet you at the crib with no questions asked
I'm tryna be a better man, tryna make you understand (you know, ayo you hungry?)
I bring it to you like I force feed
I could use some more sleep
Gettin' old is troublin', moms tried to warn me
Sore feet, nigga I've been runnin' to the sun
One to one with the drums, got game not the floor seats
Black coffee, two splenda
Check the weather, I can't remember the last time I seen the sky glisten
Feel like it's been a minute, maybe my window's tinted
Maybe I'll just forget it
Yeah, maybe I'll just forget it
The ties were never severed
We linkin' past eleven, I skip the class grab the ass
Niggas grow up fast in New York
Fuck around step on broken glass
Watch yo' fuckin' step
Holdfaith was written by YL (Rap).
Holdfaith was produced by Roper Williams.