Hold Me ft. GloFromIllinois & RPD Meech Lyrics

Piero this shit crazy

Man Paolo killed this shit

Do you value my presence or do you fear my absence

I'll communicate now we didn't in the past tense

Is it a chore to be with me is all I'm really asking

I'll just pack up and leave I got no time for chatting

Kept on making me guess that shit drove me to madness

I was on my Russell Wilson you turning me to future

Side piece

Hella bitches twerking all on me

I'm happy

Without you, don't come back to me

I hate you

Why the fuck would I even date you

I miss you

Come back, I really wanna kiss you

I was just talking to talk I didn't mean to diss you

You moved on that was fast I hope he fucking hits you

I hope he cheats bitch, I hope he fucking kicks you

Out the house so you can end up coming back to me

I wish nothing but the worst for you bitch can't you see

The worst just happens to be, you end up back with me

Couple bitches tryna hold me down

Tryna make sure that I'm never found

That's how we living

Always treated the worst somehow I'm always giving

Got you out of my life and now I'm always winning

You got hate in your eyes

I was tryna hold you but you put me to the side

Always said the truth cuz you were always filled with lies

Never got a reason I could only hear the cries

Never mind, Ima keep on stacking up my money til its 7'5

Growing up I had to love myself I didn't need a wife

Baby stop with all the talking back we didn't need to fight

Couldn't have you in my life cuz you were always so divine

You were perfect til I saw the real you

Man you treated me like shit ion need to show proof

I even said what I wanted I swear i told you

I couldn't hold on too long now I don't know you

They all move the same ain't a damn thing changing

Said she moving on but my phone keeps ringing

Used to call me broke but my chain still blinging

I need a new rope the way these hating niggas hanging

Onto

All of my bars you

Want me to call you

Plans to come see you never thought that they would fall through

Lying to my mama swearing that I never saw you

It's all true

The lying and the curses

The pain behind the verses

The thousand dollar purses

Having thoughts of putting you and next man in some hearses

But it's okay

Can't end up like OJ

No way

Steal you from him like my name is Jose

Sad songs thinking of you while I'm jamming Coldplay

Coming back and fuck me up just like back in them old days

Like back in them old days