Holdin' on tight and sleepin' at night Take me back to the basics and the simple life Tell me all of the things that make you feel at ease Your touch, my comfort, and my lullaby But all this driving Is driving me crazy And all this moving Is proving to

I won't hold back Nothing like them other niggas Nothing like them other bitches I'm coming back for good So let them niggas know it's mines I already got someone is what you tell 'em every time That shit ain't up for grabs Where you at on the map

I got a bunch of bullets and a bag of guns I pass 'em to my niggaz c'mon Now tell me what y'all smoking What kinda heat y'all holdin' Well is your creep move potent We got the plan in motion Want to get high, come smoke with me Smoke with me, light it up

These drugs really got a hold of me 'Cause every time I go to try to leave Something keeps pullin' on my sleeve I don't wanna, but I gotta stay 'Cause every time I try to tell 'em "no" They won't let me ever let 'em go I'm a sucker all I gotta say They

Sun is shining and so are you Can't you tell I got news for you Sun is shining and so are you And we're gonna be alright Dry your tears and hold tight Then you came my way on a winter's day Shouted loudly come out and play A simple band of gold Wrapped

La da da di da, la da da di da, la da da di da, la da da di da You're gonna say something you don't mean Your empty words made for hurting me So just before you take it too far, hold my ears say "la da da di da" La da da di da, la da da di da Hold my

You been scarred too deep, I can tell I can tell, yeah I can tell Baby what's the hold up I tried to hold it down I ain't worried 'bout you bitch, ayy On foe 'nem Uno said on bro 'nem Love scars, love scars, love scars

Tell me, gypsy, can you see me In your crystal ball I'm asking you what can I do My back's against the wall And I can't hold on much longer So I've come to you my friend For now my life seems at an end I came to see you once before One hundred years ago

And one arm around my boys A heart that's still pretty crazy If the world comes knocking With one arm around my baby Tell 'em I'm not home I'm finally holdin' my own I lived, loved, and died holdin' my own Always been a fighter, scrapper, and a clawer

My homie booked He said he going through some things right now I tried to tell him hold his head, don't let 'em bring you down They used to love him in the streets But they don't know him now Plus his baby ma, she trippin', she don't hold him down And he