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Hold On Chords By Lil Tjay
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JD on the
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Track
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Lil
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Tjay
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Nagra
Yeah
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I think it’s time to
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shine, I’ve been waiting so long
Broski
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serving time, he been gone for so long
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And I promise I’ma
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do this shit for us, just hold on
Hold on,
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hold on, hold on, hold on
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In the telly sippin’
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Henny’ and I got my robe on
And they know I’m throwin’
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bullets, told the opps’ to go long
They weren’t ready for that last
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year, told us “Hold on”
Bro gone, ain’t no
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chill button, and we gon’ go strong
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Hopping out, I got a MAC, hit ‘
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em, do the dash
Celebrate and laugh
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I ain’t one for all this to get physical
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Don’t get left when they gotta’ come visit you
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Gang, gang, call ’em out to extort you (Skrt, skrt)
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Little more than 180 the Porsche do
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Tjay shinning ’cause I can afford to
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I’m a stain, so I gotta’ move cautious
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Happy I’m livin’ the life I was given
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Now we ain’t shakin’, don’t think that I’m slippin (Ah)
I
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pull up, I’m grippin’, still makin’ my chicken
You
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mad? My bad, Lil Tjay ain’t trippin’
And they
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mad ’cause I’m stackin’ my knots and fuckin’ they thots
Yes, I’m still puttin’ it on for the block,
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still on my way to the top
And I’m stealin’ your
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food, ’cause my hunger ain’t never gon’ stop
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Trauma fuck with my mind, ain’t wastin’ no time
I’m
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focused on betterin’ mine
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Brothers gonna’ run up your spot
Get shot from
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behind, Lil Tjay you one of a kind
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It’s the reason I gotta’ go off
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Take your moms out the hood, it don’t matter the cost
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17, life is short, but I’m rich and a boss
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See, the haters is mad ’cause they hate how I floss
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I think it’s time to
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shine, I’ve been waiting so long
Broski
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serving time, he been gone for so long
Am
And I promise I’ma
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do this shit for us, just hold on
Hold on,
F
hold on, hold on, hold on
Am
In the telly sippin’
F
Henny’ and I got my robe on
And they know I’m throwin’
F
bullets, told the opps’ to go long
They weren’t ready for that last
F
year, told us “Hold on”
Bro gone, ain’t no
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chill button, and we gon’ go strong
Am
Bro gone, bodies
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drop all the time and I’m still finna’ kill
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some
Run up on me and that steel
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drummin’
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All my life I’ve been hungry, that meal coming
Ah
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Me and my niggas must gettin’ no
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credit
We tryna see commas on debit
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I tell my niggas, “We all gon’ be
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fine, I promise, remember I said it”
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Hop in the foreign, switch lanes (Switch)
I took of the
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brain for all them nights we went through pain
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Drippy, I’m making it rain
Lil Tjay my
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name, you see what it say on the chain
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I’ve been doing my own thing
When it
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come to that money, I flip it like cocaine
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She eat up and get protein
I just hit
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it and dump it, no cuffing her, no games (No games)
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I be sittin’ with no shame
And I’ve
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been that nigga before rapping with no chain
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Where I come from, they tote thangs
Lil’
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niggas out buckin’ and they shooting with no aim (No aim)
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You ain’t ever put in no pain
How the
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fuck you gon’ tell on your homie? That’s so lame (Lame)
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I don’t ever say no names
So my
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goal is to get to the top with the whole gang (Gang)
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I think it’s time to
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shine, I’ve been waiting so long
Broski
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serving time, he been gone for so long
Am
And I promise I’ma
F
do this shit for us, just hold on
Hold on,
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hold on, hold on, hold on
Am
In the telly sippin’
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Henny’ and I got my robe on
And they know I’m throwin’
F
bullets, told the opps’ to go long
They weren’t ready for that last
F
year, told us “Hold on”
Bro gone, ain’t no
F
chill button, and we gon’ go strong
Hold on, gone so long
Hold on, oh
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