Follow my life, homie from start 'til now And Lord knows all the shit that I done put her through I speak through her, straight to you motherfuckers Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga hold me down Only my motherfuckin' momma nigga holds me down Eleven,

(Aquarius, Aquarius, Aquarius) Simmer down, know you’re angry I can make, make it okay I can tell, I'ma be your baby Feel your stress melting away somehow These hoes you know won't hold you down Getting so hard to see the lights Lights, lights low, low,

I came here for love And I want you to reach out This is what we came here for We came here for love For someone to hold me down I won't give it up, no Come over, talk to me Need you to give me a sign And you got that something sweet

And tie me, tie me down, down (down) And tie me, tie me down, down Hold me up, tie me down 'Cause I never wanna leave your side Swear to never let you down And it's been eatin' me alive You can take me home You can never let me go Hold me up, hold me up

Tear down these walls for me It's not too late for me Stop me from going under You are the only one who knows I'm holding back To keep from sinking further I'm trying to find my way out

I just wanna get right down at the fire light Let my baby sing "Hold me tight "You honky tonk nighttime man" Drink away this crazy world Hold tight to a longneck-holdin' girl Won't you give it all boys, the fed-up give a damn Pour some whiskey on this

Carrying your love with me 'Cause I'm carrying your love with me West Virginia down to Tennessee I'll be moving with the good Lord's speed It's my strength, for holding on Every minute that I have to be gone I'll have everything I'll ever need Baby all

When it all comes down, Will you say you did everything you could? Can you say that you never gave up? Stagnate the cameras, dim the flagrancy, Want to kill, just got the life in me, Hold their vendettas without an enemy, You can't defy us, any way you

I bow my head, I pray to God Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord! If I die today, on the highway to heaven Can I let my top down in my 911? Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic 400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic You can't stop a

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (Problem) And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin' problem (True) If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it Hold up! Bitches simmer down (uh) Takin' hella