Lyrics Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan

Hold On

I did lost the last shit man

I did lost partners, bitches, money

But I ain't never lost my mind though

Do you feel me?

I lost a couple partners

But I thought she couldn't go wrong (but she did)

Can I get a witness

'Cause everybody got problem, yeah

And you don't know where to go

You'll be lost and There's a and you gotta learn how to be strong

And when it feels like you lost everything,

Ou gotta hold on, you

You gotta you gotta hold on, hold on, hold on

Hold on, hold on.

Started losing my mind, who am I to trust

Started abusing the grind and nigga up

Telling bitches I know it ain't mine I ain't even fuck

But I got suck real good

On the hood, on my homies in the hood they hung

And I'm good, I don't want it,

She belong to the homie

And I'm riding in the corner and action And yeah, am I addict what am I for you boy and smash

For the homie then smash

Got cash and everybody still got problems

But what the fuck am I supposed to do, they mad

I'm cope the they keep cautious

Too many persons I mean ocean, ain't' tryin to see reheasin' no cuffin

Problem, I got a problem, when I'm caught up in my chopper

All of, all of my shooters they shit on em

And I do this shit for all of them

Nigga luck, nigga don't better go

Dragging the forty happy great.

I done lost a couple partners yeah

But I thought shit couldn't go wrong (but he did)

Can't get her with me

'Cause everybody got problems yeah yeah

And you don't know where to go

You'll be lost

A lot of this bitch are with my shit yeah yeah

'Cause I gotta learn how to be strong

And when you feel like you lost everything

Hey gotta hold on, they gotta hold on

You gotta hold on,

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Got a grip a lot when I got a right

Heading with some money

How reckless ain't touching no skirt

No way, I'll break their heart

When I've been in the house I've been around that my life

God make no mistake and if I had a chance wouldn't do it twice

Stay down here come over night

Spray rounds ain't tryin to fight

Stay ground, got a nigga right,

That's possible baby, no life,

As with myself I keep on role and I don't know why

You know my bitch yeah she foreign

Got her from hawaii, overseas,

I won't think 'bout myself then why of all niggas try me (do something)

I pull a lot of hurse with a hundred car behind me

'Cause I'm me, what I gotta matchin'

Forties, find me and the big body been no more scotty

Tell my partner no more ridin'

'Cause I heard them people watchin

My foot don't call me papi

We ain't for so many options

Nigga bite me, I know they teeth hurt

I'm tired of all these rest in peace shirts

But I lost a couple partners, yeah

When I thought she couldn't go wrong

But it did, can I get her with me?

'Cause everybody got problems

And you don't know where it go

Been lost with a new But you gotta learn how to be strong

And when you feel like you lost everything

Hey, gotta hold on, nigga gotta hold on,

You gotta hold on,

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Like that.

We come.

I will never stop