Hold Me Down - Shakewell

She don’t really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down

If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds

Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground

Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me down

She don’t really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down

If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds

Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground

Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me down

I just hope they prayin' for me lately, 'cause I need that

He can’t tell me nothin', bitch, I don’t want hear no feedback

I was off them Xannies for three months until I relapsed

I ain’t sip no drank for 'bout a month, but now I be back

Upon all my bullshit, still the one you know you love to hate

Now that I been poppin', all my shows feelin' like holidays

All this on my mind, all the time is gone, rest in peace, Erase

Why the good die young, it don’t make sense, it ain’t gon' be the same

Locked up me and band before some bullshit, but we beat the case

1000 handed down, like a OG, never said he name

Even posted bond, that’s a bond that no one could ever break

Lawyer talkin' for me, tell the judge he can’t even see my face

She don’t really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down

If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds

Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground

Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me down

She don’t really love me, no, but she gon' hold me down

If I up this .40, it might spit 'bout 30 rounds

Shooters move in silence, dead before shells hit the ground

Homie off the needle, these 30s, they keep me down