Hol' Up

[Produced by Sounwave] [Verse 1] I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers They'll probably think I'm a terrorist, eat my asparagus Then I'm asking her thoughts of a young nigga, fast money and freedom A crash dummy for dollars, I know you dying to meet 'em I'll prolly die in a minute, just bury me With 20 bitches, 20 million, and a Comptown fitted [Hook] Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) [Bridge] Yeah, big shit popping, Section.80 [Verse 2] Back in this bitch, in the back of that bitch, with my back against the wall And your bitch on the edge of my dick, jump-off I call a bitch a bitch, a ho a ho, a woman a woman I never did nothing but break the ground on top of the asphalt Tire mark gave you evidence that I'm easily peddling with the speed Of a lightning bolt, as a kid I killed two adults, I'm too advanced I lived my 20's at two years old, the wiser man Truth be told, I'm like '87 Wicked as 80 reverends in a pool of fire with devils holding hands From a distance, don't know which one is a Christian, damn Who can I trust in 2012? There's no one, not even myself A Gemini screaming for help, somebody [Hook] Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) [Bridge] Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin' When you do it like this, nigga, losing ain't a option [Hook] Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) [Bridge] Yeah, big shit poppin Hey, hey, kick her out the studio, Ali [Verse 3] 24/7 nigga, working his ass for it, she popping that ass for it The King of Diamonds with diamonds I never do ask for They checking my passport, I'm too accustomed with Customs She call in the task force, I killed it, somebody cuff 'em They want me to fast-forward the game, and why you complain When you niggas is past poor, you'll never hop in my lane When you pushing a RAV4, you wrecking my Jaguar You play like a bad sport, her feet on the dashboard [Hook] Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) [Bridge] Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin' When you do it like this, nigga, losing ain't an option [Hook] Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) Hold up (Hold up) [Bridge] Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin' When you do it like this, nigga [Outro] I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers They'll probably think I'm Osama The plane emergency landed: it was a honor, hold up