Hold Up

[Verse 1: Royal Flush] Sitting in bed, hypnotized by the weed smell Just got off the phone with my brother that's in jail So I inhale Train of thought, high like the third rail Got rich off of one sale, fees like Easel I talk through the email, dodging the slug shells But niggas don't know till they lungs fail I found ya body out in the dirt trail Cause I be OT getting coke for wholesale My mind is produced by this paradise The shit that I live, I probably live it twice That nigga's rocking jewels but you can't fight Until I got the four in ya mouth and take flight I'm possessed by a demon And in yo bitch, I'll leave semen Freddy Cougar, nightmare dreaming Codeine and Sprite, leaning [Hook] Hold up We got that real shit right here We stepping up high to this year Grown man rap with no fear We telling all of y'all, stand clear Hold up We got that real shit right here We stepping up high to this year Grown man rap with no fear We telling all of y'all, stand clear Hold Up [Verse 2: Illa Ghee] More bottles getting thrown at a drunk thug One slug, put ya frame by this chrome dub Fuck a pig, you dig while I dug Make it clear Illa flow with a pen used drugs Get back here, see I'm like the future of last year Volcanic beats, cause the beats get stabbed here Drug like a advare, animal often See I hate arguing, I spar with a squadron Chopped five sergeants, my life is a black tent Ghetto made marksman, I'm still starving to pay rent Illa is the best homie, nothing is adjacent My raps have been [?] to a radio station Moves is a statement, bullets do maintenance [?] power like a God, that's what Satan is I am the hand that smacks bitches and relationships I'm taken over because I never liked the waiting list [Hook]