Conde Nast - Jackie Onassis

You know I got, its only a matter of time

Before I come and out it on ya

But I’ve been really so distracted, spending days up with my actress,

doing bad shit

But I will not bore ya cause I learnt that

Shit I used to talk just come and get me

Learnt my lesson hard but I guess that’s life for ya

At the end of the day, I got my drink

I got my people, if you ever fall, I’m all in for ya

I’ma hold you down

I’ma hold you down

I’ma hold you down when times get rough

And things get tough

I’ma hold you down

All I want is a million dollars

A million fans with a trillion bottles

Pour 'em out, on the ground

For a billion problems a million nights

On the town trying to kill our sorrows

But I really need is one, lets get it on

You say I’m going straight to hell

I say you might be right

Head in the clouds so you can never tell

So lets find out tonight

She like the fact that I’m conscious

I’m conscious of the fact that you want this

I’m trying think less, if I’m being really honest

Always caught up on these smiles

Like a fucking orthodontist

Now these young libs on campus dress like hippies

I’m so fucking sick of Sydney

Ain’t that such a Sydney thing to say

Thank god a couple y’all fucking with me

Like, are you in it for the long haul?

Are you really on right now?

Look, if you keep asking questions

Then you gonna find out

I’ma hold you down

I’ma hold you down

I’ma hold you down when times get rough

And things get tough

I’ma hold you down

Two in the air for Amy Winehouse

I’m not over it man, time out

Fuck fame and what it does to these kids

MTV already done enough to these kids

On Instagram getting Instafamous

All in the name of entertainment

All smiles in a million of these fucks

Meanwhile you in tears in my crib

See me at the party, say you hate the way look

When I think you look triple a the way you look

That’s good credit, meaning you can get it

But I know how easy it gets to forget it

But please don’t lose track of that

Your face is cute and your arse is fat

And I know a million people gonna ask for that

But I’m Ivy League, I got class like that

Like, are you in it for the long haul?

Are you really on right now?

Look, if you keep asking questions

Then you gonna find out

I’ma hold you down

I’ma hold you down

I’ma hold you down when times get rough

And things get tough

I’ma hold you down

Pull the tape out the cassette just

To hear it fall to the ground

Don’t you love that sound

When I burn this whole motherfucking

Little place to the ground

And that shit is fire, my whole crew is fire

Rizzy-Raphy boy, this shit is fire

Don’t you know it?