Hold on - Mark Evich, Jazz Jodi

So i might bling my wrist just to try it

If i ever touch a brick u gon' buy it

I neva cut my wrist I mighta liked it

Ima piece of shit bitches like it

Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose

But can’t walk a mile in my damn shoes

Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose

But they don’t know 'bout my goddamn blues, goddamn blues

I got pleny pleny goals

He got pleny pleny hoes

He got Fendi Fendi belts

She got titty titty welp

I got tipsy tipsy help

Swim in vices Micheal Phelps ooo

Flirt with demons by myself ooo

Drinking fucking up my health ooo

Hate me baby I’m depressed

Hate me baby I’m depressed

Hate me baby I’m depressed

Eh

Haters hate and won’t take it easy

I’m sitting home just watching TV

They sucking dick and won’t never leave me alone

Wriiting life just to make a CD

So I live live in make believe

Live live in make believe

Live live in make believe

Talking shit and I’m collecting fees

Niggas all wanna act a B

Thats all i C

Bitches starvin for the letter D

Im still just tryna better me, tryna better me

Yeah

I could prolly be a better man

But I would prolly touch up on ur best friend

And i would prolly dub

All of her voicemails

She still gon' love the lies that my voice tells

Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose

But can’t walk a mile in my damn shoes

Haters can’t wait to see me loose, loose

But they don’t know 'bout my goddamn blues, goddamn blues

Mama, I’m gon' be alright

I say I prayer every night

So there could be no slightest doubt

That I can make my mama proud

So many miles under my shoes

No matter if I win or loose

So I decided I’m gon' fight

So mama, I’m gon' be alright

Felt my mama didn’t want me

She just spited

In the courtroom Papa touchdowned

Then he spiked it

So I might hit a lliq just to try it

And i might bling my wrist just to try it