Hold Me Back (Remix)

[Intro: Rick Ross] Untouchable empire: double MG Rich, young niggas you hear me? (yeah) [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I swerve in my Porsche, I cruise in my Chevy Her pussy deep as my voice, my Cuban links heavy I just bought out the bar, got these bitches so thirst Entertainment for women, my niggas ride for a verse I'm hustling global, I stunt like a champ All these boy scouts soldiers, fuck you and your camp Got on all of my jewels, don't fall for the trap I got one of my fools, he don't listen to rap But he listen to me, so listen to me When you listen to me, I get you this in a week Put a hater to sleep, the sky’s the limit I got R. Kelly money, when Fiesta was winning I got my back to the wall, can I handle my business? And I'm ready for war, niggas killing for pennies See my focus was M's, my chances were slim Counting multiple millions, we should get this on film When you lean on the state, then you label the rat On my feet so long, I won't fuck on my back (Rah) [Hook: Rick Ross] These haters can't hold me back These haters can't hold me back These haters can't hold me back These haters can't hold me back These haters can't hold me back These haters can't hold me back These haters can't hold me back These haters can't hold me back No! [Verse 2: Gunplay] These niggas want to hold me back, these hoes want to hold me down Jail cells want to hold me in, my bond paid who finna hold me now? I'm tap toes on my square, till they flip the switch on my chair These niggas be fake as fuck, but this official right here Black Cadillac, scrap back could handle that Baka fa fly fly, till that barrel melt like candle wax Drop a sack: Geronimo, I ain't counting; gotta go Everywhere that dollar go, put more gold on my collar bone You say you're thuggin', you say you're real You say you're gangsta', so call Slide up with that oak out, everybody like, "Oh God!" Cut the deck, deal it out Bet I'll pull your ho card Shit real, oh yah Thought it was a joke, huh? [Hook] [Verse 3: French Montana] These dummies can't hold me back, these hoes can't hold me back 3 banks can't hold these stacks, pin them hoes like goldie mack Smoke till I vanish, I got rich like I planned it If there's a price on your head, on your roof, choppers we land it I used to play on that block, dark liquor and candles Now you look in my lot, rose Ferraris and Lambos Talkin South Bronx: Al Qaeda, Rozay, Meek Mill, Wale Blow mills like a ball player, Magic to Bird, Isiah Shorty trying to kick it, looking for that meal ticket Diamonds splashin' goin flip it, on that Juicy J they trip it I done came up off lick? boy, got you on a list, boy Your life on my wrist, boy, niggas need a fix, boy [Hook] [Verse 4: Yo Gotti] These niggas trying to hold me back, these niggas trying to bake me in These niggas ain't putting in work, these niggas gotta hate to win Us niggas don't play no games, my niggas gonna shoot them thangs Real life in that 901, real niggas we don't mess with lames 305 all about that life, million dollars I spent that twice Dope boy yea that my life, crack kids I spit that white These niggas tryna study my grind, these niggas wanna see me shine These niggas wanna take my spot, fuck boy you done had your time These niggas act just like hoes, these niggas ain't got no heart These niggas ain't fly like us, million dollars in my garage 2 million house on the list, 5 million in real estate Green slips in them D's boy, that maybach right on the way [Hook] [Verse 5: Lil Wayne] Turk came home, BG in the feds Your ho on my list, it's longer than Craig's My bitch got cramps, she on the edge Ball on these niggas, like I cut off my dreads Ok I'm so so so me, like needle and thread Hit your ass with the chopper, all it leave is your legs My cousin fighting a case, I hope he beat it like eggs You niggas thinkin' you fly, that flight delayed And then I look at my bitch, I tell her wake up She sleep butt naked, I sleep in my truks I smoke when I fuck, I fuck when I want Between her legs, five star restaurant Man my life is a porn, leave your head on your horn You niggas honey dijon, my weed loud as alarms I'm on the beach nigga, where the hoes be at Got street niggas to hold that gat, them niggas goin hold me down And these niggas can't hold me back (Tunechi) [Hook x2]