Holding Back Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayy, I be with the haters, they be real with me
They don't want me reachin' my goals
Seein' all this hate with my eyes closed
30 hit his head like a mild cold
Spittin' all this heat like I'm Spyro
Only hit it, only hit it in the night though
You know damn well that she's a right hoe
But she's just my type though, come out in the night hoe
Baby, all my friends were right, you were not the right hoe
You were not the one for me, baby, we both knew that
Say you needed space, then you mad that I done pulled back
Askin' how I made it up here, I done grew that
I just went out to LA, then I flew back
Why you actin' like you care when I'm back now
Only love on' me, cause I'm countin' racks now
Only countin racks, don't got time for nothin' else
Bae we havin' arguments back and forth, not no cat and mouse yeah
Why you actin' like you care when I'm back now
Only love on me, cause I'm countin' racks now
Only countin' racks, don't got time for nothin' else
Bae we havin' arguments back and forth, not no cat and mouse yeah
Ayy, I be with the haters, they be real with me
They don't want me reachin' my goals
Seein' all this hate with my eyes closed
30 hit his head like a mild cold
Spittin' all this heat like I'm Spyro
Only hit it, only hit it in the night though
You know damn well that she's a right hoe
But she's just my type though, come out in the night hoe
Baby, all my friends were right, you were not the right hoe
She call me her goat, sayin' I'ma be famous
Jumpin' off that top rope, lookin' like I'm Sheamus
I used to know you, show your true colors
now you nameless
I ain't seen you in so long, it's like your voice is fading
Left me with a broken heart, nah, I know you ain't care
Say you want me back, I'm above you like I'm upstairs
you weren't there, nah you weren't there
you broke my heart, Now why should I care
I be with the haters, they be real with me
They don't want me reachin' my goals
Seein' all this hate with my eyes closed
30 hit his head like a mild cold
Spittin' all this heat like I'm Spyro
Only hit it, only hit it in the night though
You know damn well that she's a right hoe
But she's just my type though, come out in the night hoe
Baby, all my friends were right, you were not the right hoe