Clear me a way man I'm coming in hot
I moved away but I never forgot
Niggas I know either shoot or get shot
Who gone get got when they
Come for ya spot?
Not enough time in my life
So I'm up every night
Tryna figure my way to the top
They seein signs in my life that I'm doin it right
Now they wanna bite out of my guap
Reach for my plate and ya hand gettin Chopped
You do me dirty and u gettin mopped!
Constantly workin and I never stop
I'm a perfectionist thanks to my pops
I got connections
'Cause I got some ops
You know we steppin like triceratops
From Bryan to Houston
I'm the wreckin the shop
From Bryan to Houston
I'm wreckin the shop
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Aye I put dat on life
I don't trust the hype
Origami niggas out here
Folding left and right
But my flag is never white
Never was
And never will be
Got it from the mud
So my hustle kinda filthy
Swear they gone have to kill me
Other wise
I'm goin in
They just talk shit
Like diarrhea can't hold it in
Real nigga I can guarantee ya
That when these trends finally end
I'll be the one that walks away with the win
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on wait
I don't date
If she ain't f*ckin then & there
Then I just skate
I'm bout my safe, if this a race
Then I'm already at the finish niggas late
I'm picky yea I got some options
Just shitted on all of my oppses
I need all my dough when I call ya
Or else I'm resorting to violence
My niggas cut throat & they wildin
That choppa let go it get silent
If I tell them go they gone find ya
Kidnap ya hoe & ya mama
Mail you a note & remind ya
You don't pay they gone be both in a dumpster
When it come to that dough I'm a monster
I be all in her throat & her tonsils
Stay da f*ck out my face with that nonsense
'Less you talkin bout makin some commas
I grew up with the dealers & robbers
Where even the bitches will carve ya
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
CAO$ - Hold On, Wait! (feat. L-Dub) Lyrics
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English
Clear me a way man I'm coming in hot
I moved away but I never forgot
Niggas I know either shoot or get shot
Who gone get got when they
Come for ya spot?
Not enough time in my life
So I'm up every night
Tryna figure my way to the top
They seein signs in my life that I'm doin it right
Now they wanna bite out of my guap
Reach for my plate and ya hand gettin Chopped
You do me dirty and u gettin mopped!
Constantly workin and I never stop
I'm a perfectionist thanks to my pops
I got connections
'Cause I got some ops
You know we steppin like triceratops
From Bryan to Houston
I'm the wreckin the shop
From Bryan to Houston
I'm wreckin the shop
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Aye I put dat on life
I don't trust the hype
Origami niggas out here
Folding left and right
But my flag is never white
Never was
And never will be
Got it from the mud
So my hustle kinda filthy
Swear they gone have to kill me
Other wise
I'm goin in
They just talk shit
Like diarrhea can't hold it in
Real nigga I can guarantee ya
That when these trends finally end
I'll be the one that walks away with the win
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on wait
I don't date
If she ain't f*ckin then & there
Then I just skate
I'm bout my safe, if this a race
Then I'm already at the finish niggas late
I'm picky yea I got some options
Just shitted on all of my oppses
I need all my dough when I call ya
Or else I'm resorting to violence
My niggas cut throat & they wildin
That choppa let go it get silent
If I tell them go they gone find ya
Kidnap ya hoe & ya mama
Mail you a note & remind ya
You don't pay they gone be both in a dumpster
When it come to that dough I'm a monster
I be all in her throat & her tonsils
Stay da f*ck out my face with that nonsense
'Less you talkin bout makin some commas
I grew up with the dealers & robbers
Where even the bitches will carve ya
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
I moved away but I never forgot
Niggas I know either shoot or get shot
Who gone get got when they
Come for ya spot?
Not enough time in my life
So I'm up every night
Tryna figure my way to the top
They seein signs in my life that I'm doin it right
Now they wanna bite out of my guap
Reach for my plate and ya hand gettin Chopped
You do me dirty and u gettin mopped!
Constantly workin and I never stop
I'm a perfectionist thanks to my pops
I got connections
'Cause I got some ops
You know we steppin like triceratops
From Bryan to Houston
I'm the wreckin the shop
From Bryan to Houston
I'm wreckin the shop
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Aye I put dat on life
I don't trust the hype
Origami niggas out here
Folding left and right
But my flag is never white
Never was
And never will be
Got it from the mud
So my hustle kinda filthy
Swear they gone have to kill me
Other wise
I'm goin in
They just talk shit
Like diarrhea can't hold it in
Real nigga I can guarantee ya
That when these trends finally end
I'll be the one that walks away with the win
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on wait
I don't date
If she ain't f*ckin then & there
Then I just skate
I'm bout my safe, if this a race
Then I'm already at the finish niggas late
I'm picky yea I got some options
Just shitted on all of my oppses
I need all my dough when I call ya
Or else I'm resorting to violence
My niggas cut throat & they wildin
That choppa let go it get silent
If I tell them go they gone find ya
Kidnap ya hoe & ya mama
Mail you a note & remind ya
You don't pay they gone be both in a dumpster
When it come to that dough I'm a monster
I be all in her throat & her tonsils
Stay da f*ck out my face with that nonsense
'Less you talkin bout makin some commas
I grew up with the dealers & robbers
Where even the bitches will carve ya
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Hold on, wait
I don't play
Give me space
Get the f*ck up out my face
These niggas talkin
But that's okay
Money the target
And I hit it anyway
Writer: David Hobson, Larry Workman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid