hold on (feat. NES Naccho) Video (MV)

I dug deep to put these stones on
Dog who ain't found his way back home, his home gone
Stretch ten P's across the team one used to go long
Oh my god, she bring me out yeah I might hold on
Hold on, for my doley and for so long
A broken night, my memories prove that we both wrong
Just want control, and my own soul been tryna so long
Wrist gone cold I put that shit on, damn near froze off
Off, me
Lil' hoe get off me
Them boys some hoes to speak too much on me
I'm the topic
God I'm T'd, he ran up on me with my Rodney
God these Vs, shine bright as hell like heaven lost it
Throw up my V, four of these tennis chains they frosted
Spark up OG, I smoke that shit make you exhausted
Go up on E, and now I need like four more pockets
Bitch over me, and she wanna tug up where my rod is
I dug deep to put these stones on
Dog who ain't found his way back home, his home gone
Stretch ten P's across the team one used to go long
Oh my god, she bring me out yeah I might hold on
Hold on, for my doley and for so long
A broken night, my memories prove that we both wrong
Just want control, and my own soul been tryna so long
Wrist gone cold I put that shit on, damn near froze off
Tennis chains on me, I damn near froze up
Keep a K for all my problems, now they hold up
Used to pray for days like this, now they just show up
Pouring fours, escape the pain my heart getting colder
Three band, my skinny jeans these hoes get tore up
Your hoe suck dick make my legs shake, and my curls toe up
Your hoe a V, I pour my four up then my four up
Raw dogging lean, my hoe tell me to put my foam up