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 put the drop on you kid, now I got you You got the heart to get busy without your crew? Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do You buckin' me, I'm buckin' right back at you Now, '94 to '95, innocent without crime (Drop that shit)Yeah, yeah, check

I'm holding on to a life, I'll never get back It's too hard to let go I'm on the right train but the wrong tracks Trying not to derail Nothing is like it was before I know not who I am anymore Chasing something that's behind me When will I be set free?

I'm goin' insane, nobody knows All by myself, let the rain hit me Mask up my pain, hold back my tears Yeah, I take another shot Tryna just forget all the negative Devil laughin', meanwhile God explaining the benefits Listen, financial freedom Come and go

Let it go, let it go Let the storm rage on Can't hold it back anymore Turn away and slam the door The cold never bothered me anyway The snow glows white on the mountain tonight Not a footprint to be seen A kingdom of isolation

Strip it down, down, down Back to you and me like it used to be When it was an old back road with an old school beat Cowboy boots by your little bare feet Let it out, tell me right now Everything I need in them white cotton sheets Dirty dance me slow in

Ohh, huh, that's how it's goin down huh? You niggaz hit me like that in the fuckin back? In the fuckin back?! Bitches!! ARF, ARF!! (WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!) This how we do bitch niggaz, f'real I'm tryin to let you niggaz know how the fuck it's goin

Let it go, let it go Turn my back and slam the door Can’t hold you back anymore And here I stand And here I’ll stay The cold never bothered me anyway Can’t hold it back anymore The snow blows white on the mountain tonight

(Fuck 'em, fuck 'em) Young beast to four green Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green Cock it back ya know me Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap Shit on waisted Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets

Taste what's mine 'Cause you so fucking outta line Forever letting them taste what's mine You so fucking outta line The smile on your face the only thing I can't read Left and now you back inside my life All that shit you told me, I believed It's gon'