Hold Tight Lyrics

I told mummy don't cry no more
I ain't tryna get by no more
I know your tired
That's why I'm trying
No more stress no pain
Where's the private jet
I'm so blessed
I'm just doing my ting, I'm just doing my ting
Can the ladies whine for me
Hold tight them hoes that didn't have time for. E
Hold tight them niggas that didn't want to grind with me
The pagens are gonna hate and that's just fine with me
Absolutely fine with me
Don't ask why I'm tryna start a company fort if you've never had a bae lift come to your door
Walk into the yo push your mum to the floor less couldn't fi me up now I'm hungry for more
I've had dream that the high life
Got to take control this is my life
Fuck the shinny pens I want a private jet

R kelly I believe I can fly life
Ooooooo
Now you got me started, now you got me now you got me started
Oooo yeah
I've never been half hearted
If mummy wanna go to the stars let's go there
Oooooo
I wanna wake up everyday and enjoy the view
You didn't get haply when I was ashy now I'm flashy you ain't happy
I told mummy don't cry no more
I ain't tryna get by no more
I know your tired
That's why I'm trying
No more stress no pain
Where's the private jet
I'm so blessed
I'm just doing my ting, I'm just doing my ting
Can the ladies whine for me
Hold tight them hoes that didn't have time for. E
Hold tight them niggas that didn't want to grind with me
The pagens are gonna hate and that's just fine with me
Absolutely fine with me
When your up everybody play family
When your down everyone wanna stampy
Protect every ting you love understand me
I got my shield and my sword and there handy
Don't ever bet friend that's trampy and never let a bro can tell you what u can be
I don't care what man say am a cheif in plan A why waste time with a plan B
When a when a, a can never be a loser
Tell us over head that am living in the future
Jumping on my opportunities wearing my pumas
That's why I'm always first up like a rooster
Ey
I deserve to win and load now
I ain't trying to fit in I'm odd rose
Imma be tic tok for life no slave way imma do hip hop for life
I told mummy don't cry no more
I ain't tryna get by no more
I know your tired
That's why I'm trying
No more stress no pain
Where's the private jet
I'm so blessed
I'm just doing my ting, I'm just doing my ting
Can the ladies whine for me
Hold tight them hoes that didn't have time for. E
Hold tight them niggas that didn't want to grind with me
The pagens are gonna hate and that's just fine with me
Absolutely fine with me
That's fine