Hold up
Didn't you tell me you didn't wanna f*ck her?
You just friends and you can pretend and say it again
But I saw you get excited over late night texts, whoa
It must be nice to say I'm lying
It must be nice to see the ways that I been tryna prove
What I can do but, bitch, I'm through
Man, f*ck her and f*ck you too
'Cause I don't wanna believe it (believe it)
Don't wanna believe it, yeah (believe it)
So strung up on feelings (on feelings)
What's the point in feeling, yeah? (Of Feeling)
Been kicked, I been bruised, it's me I turn to
So if you think I need you get that out your head
'Cause I've held my own for so long
I'll hold on some more
Hold up
Bitch, why you calling asking me for money?
You ain't a ten, less than a friend
Using these men just so you can get a ride in the back of a Benz, whoa
It must be tough to see me winning
I know these free clothes really got you in your feelings
You got no M.O, bitch, you old
Wallets as empty as that soul you sold
'Cause I don't wanna believe it (believe it)
Don't wanna believe it, yeah (believe it)
So strung up on feelings (on feelings)
What's the point in feeling, yeah? (Of Feeling)
Been kicked, I been bruised, it's me I turn to
So if you think I need you get that out your head
'Cause I've held my own for so long
I'll hold on some more
Hold Up Video (MV)
Performed By: Sasha Keable
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Charlie Pitts, Kent Azares, Sasha Keable
Sasha Keable - Hold Up Lyrics
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Hold up
Didn't you tell me you didn't wanna f*ck her?
You just friends and you can pretend and say it again
But I saw you get excited over late night texts, whoa
It must be nice to say I'm lying
It must be nice to see the ways that I been tryna prove
What I can do but, bitch, I'm through
Man, f*ck her and f*ck you too
'Cause I don't wanna believe it (believe it)
Don't wanna believe it, yeah (believe it)
So strung up on feelings (on feelings)
What's the point in feeling, yeah? (Of Feeling)
Been kicked, I been bruised, it's me I turn to
So if you think I need you get that out your head
'Cause I've held my own for so long
I'll hold on some more
Hold up
Bitch, why you calling asking me for money?
You ain't a ten, less than a friend
Using these men just so you can get a ride in the back of a Benz, whoa
It must be tough to see me winning
I know these free clothes really got you in your feelings
You got no M.O, bitch, you old
Wallets as empty as that soul you sold
'Cause I don't wanna believe it (believe it)
Don't wanna believe it, yeah (believe it)
So strung up on feelings (on feelings)
What's the point in feeling, yeah? (Of Feeling)
Been kicked, I been bruised, it's me I turn to
So if you think I need you get that out your head
'Cause I've held my own for so long
I'll hold on some more
Didn't you tell me you didn't wanna f*ck her?
You just friends and you can pretend and say it again
But I saw you get excited over late night texts, whoa
It must be nice to say I'm lying
It must be nice to see the ways that I been tryna prove
What I can do but, bitch, I'm through
Man, f*ck her and f*ck you too
'Cause I don't wanna believe it (believe it)
Don't wanna believe it, yeah (believe it)
So strung up on feelings (on feelings)
What's the point in feeling, yeah? (Of Feeling)
Been kicked, I been bruised, it's me I turn to
So if you think I need you get that out your head
'Cause I've held my own for so long
I'll hold on some more
Hold up
Bitch, why you calling asking me for money?
You ain't a ten, less than a friend
Using these men just so you can get a ride in the back of a Benz, whoa
It must be tough to see me winning
I know these free clothes really got you in your feelings
You got no M.O, bitch, you old
Wallets as empty as that soul you sold
'Cause I don't wanna believe it (believe it)
Don't wanna believe it, yeah (believe it)
So strung up on feelings (on feelings)
What's the point in feeling, yeah? (Of Feeling)
Been kicked, I been bruised, it's me I turn to
So if you think I need you get that out your head
'Cause I've held my own for so long
I'll hold on some more
Writer: Charlie Pitts, Kent Azares, Sasha Keable
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC