[Hook]
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck them other haters
I'll be right by your side 'til 3005, hold up

[Verse 1]
Hold up, wait a minute, baby everything changed
Whole attitude switch up but I'm better this way
Shit that mula's a ruler, baby roger that copy
Got my eye on you baby, oh I'm so 'luminati
Your shit's versace, versace, all these ladies go gaga
Traded the believe it attitude for that balenciaga
My god I'm out of control, like I'm so fucking different
After my fakes just vanished, whatever babe I don't miss em'
This is more than imagine, all my homies is hanging
Fake homies showed their true colors like it's a war we gang banging
Hold up, can't believe it, mid-life crisis at twenty
The homies rollin' up dough but I ain't talking 'bout centuries
Some of my homies got money, lot of my homies lost it
Some of my goals went through bullshit, lot of my goals accomplished
Still I feel fuckin' lonely, I don't feel so alive
Got your back in the future, got your back 'til I die
Hold up, so nuts
I admit that money's the problem, calls on my phone from friends that see all that I have and they want it
But they don't want oh my god it's, I can't call them my own
They don't want to be remembered, they just want to be known
Little shadows, bad reasons
Cold in every season, is it way too much to ask for some money in (nicky) heating
Is it way too much to ask for some company from a genuine buddy, fuck it it's nothing
Actually it's everything that I need and I'm lying to you
Shit I'm lying to me, tryin' to stunt like everything is as fine as can be
Tryin' to stunt like Veronica didn't fuck my head up, tryin' to stunt like I didn't just call the fuck Vanessa
Tryin' to stunt like my momma isn't sick but really she is, tryin' to stunt like I hate the money but shit I need it
So I'm torn to going crazy, this sound is the way that these other rappers hit crazy is compelling
They judge on how I still live at home, who are you telling?
If they seen how much I've made of my merch they would be jealous
Fuck it they're still jealous, fuck it they got envy
All my fans still got me, nothings where you can tell me
And I ain't gotta' change the way I sing, rap and do this
I'm still not giving a decent amount of fucks on my new shit, it's stupid all of this scrutiny
Doing me is the plan baby, just hold my hand even if you don't understand
Hold up, I'm a grown ass man even if you don't understand
Hold up, I know it's hard to understand baby even if you can't, hold up

[Hook] x2
Hold up (hold up) x8