Yeah, let me tell you bout' my brudda, how we always kept it real
Always putting money on yo books when you was in that cell
And then you went to falling in love, you saw lil' shawty fine as hell
And he didn't even know she f*cking the opps, these niggas not gone tell
Years later, you f*cking with lil' shawty finna' have a kid
He always wanted to be a f*cking daddy since he was a jhit
And then his baby momma set him up, now that's a lotta' shit
And then I heard that call that you got shot, I can't believe it's real
And it gets so hard to hold on
I can't believe it, that you gone
And I miss my brother, I wanna see you back home
And now you're right, cause we're living in the wrong
And now I'm high up off these drugs
And I just need a lil' love
And I don't wanna be a thug
But I don't wanna get slumped
It's crazy, when we was young, we was told we'll have a happy ending
Now that we older, we paying the price because we're always sinning
I lost so many soldiers in this war, I swear it's never ending
When you said"I love you", you didn't mean it, I can that feeling
You didn't have to lie to me, You didn't have to cry to me
I don't wanna hear that shit you talking, it ain't gone slide with me
You have to die with me, you can just come ride with me
I realize that the opps ain't on the block, these niggas ain't tryin' me
Like it's quiet, damn I can't even see em
I'm on a diet, but my pockets getting bigger
I'll start a riot, when I go and text his bm
She said I'm a liar, so I slide right in her dm
I told Gucci that I'd make some
Niggas try me, then I break some
Pop this switch, bitch I'll face em
Kill these niggas, I feel like Jason
I take drugs to get me happy
I sip some wok before I'm napping
Walk em' down, like what done happened?
I miss my nigga we was trappin
And it gets so hard to hold on
I can't believe it, that you gone
And I miss my brother, I wanna see you back home
And now you're right, cause we're living in the wrong
And now I'm high up off these drugs
And I just need a lil' love
And I don't wanna be a thug
But I don't wanna get slumped
Mane free the bros
Long live Cell
Long live Gucci
Long live Mary
I love all y'all, I'll do anything for you, you know that
This for all my members
Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird
Where you get ya food stamps?
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Vlone Hundo - Gucci (Hold On) Lyrics
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Yeah, let me tell you bout' my brudda, how we always kept it real
Always putting money on yo books when you was in that cell
And then you went to falling in love, you saw lil' shawty fine as hell
And he didn't even know she f*cking the opps, these niggas not gone tell
Years later, you f*cking with lil' shawty finna' have a kid
He always wanted to be a f*cking daddy since he was a jhit
And then his baby momma set him up, now that's a lotta' shit
And then I heard that call that you got shot, I can't believe it's real
And it gets so hard to hold on
I can't believe it, that you gone
And I miss my brother, I wanna see you back home
And now you're right, cause we're living in the wrong
And now I'm high up off these drugs
And I just need a lil' love
And I don't wanna be a thug
But I don't wanna get slumped
It's crazy, when we was young, we was told we'll have a happy ending
Now that we older, we paying the price because we're always sinning
I lost so many soldiers in this war, I swear it's never ending
When you said"I love you", you didn't mean it, I can that feeling
You didn't have to lie to me, You didn't have to cry to me
I don't wanna hear that shit you talking, it ain't gone slide with me
You have to die with me, you can just come ride with me
I realize that the opps ain't on the block, these niggas ain't tryin' me
Like it's quiet, damn I can't even see em
I'm on a diet, but my pockets getting bigger
I'll start a riot, when I go and text his bm
She said I'm a liar, so I slide right in her dm
I told Gucci that I'd make some
Niggas try me, then I break some
Pop this switch, bitch I'll face em
Kill these niggas, I feel like Jason
I take drugs to get me happy
I sip some wok before I'm napping
Walk em' down, like what done happened?
I miss my nigga we was trappin
And it gets so hard to hold on
I can't believe it, that you gone
And I miss my brother, I wanna see you back home
And now you're right, cause we're living in the wrong
And now I'm high up off these drugs
And I just need a lil' love
And I don't wanna be a thug
But I don't wanna get slumped
Mane free the bros
Long live Cell
Long live Gucci
Long live Mary
I love all y'all, I'll do anything for you, you know that
This for all my members
Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird
Where you get ya food stamps?
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Always putting money on yo books when you was in that cell
And then you went to falling in love, you saw lil' shawty fine as hell
And he didn't even know she f*cking the opps, these niggas not gone tell
Years later, you f*cking with lil' shawty finna' have a kid
He always wanted to be a f*cking daddy since he was a jhit
And then his baby momma set him up, now that's a lotta' shit
And then I heard that call that you got shot, I can't believe it's real
And it gets so hard to hold on
I can't believe it, that you gone
And I miss my brother, I wanna see you back home
And now you're right, cause we're living in the wrong
And now I'm high up off these drugs
And I just need a lil' love
And I don't wanna be a thug
But I don't wanna get slumped
It's crazy, when we was young, we was told we'll have a happy ending
Now that we older, we paying the price because we're always sinning
I lost so many soldiers in this war, I swear it's never ending
When you said"I love you", you didn't mean it, I can that feeling
You didn't have to lie to me, You didn't have to cry to me
I don't wanna hear that shit you talking, it ain't gone slide with me
You have to die with me, you can just come ride with me
I realize that the opps ain't on the block, these niggas ain't tryin' me
Like it's quiet, damn I can't even see em
I'm on a diet, but my pockets getting bigger
I'll start a riot, when I go and text his bm
She said I'm a liar, so I slide right in her dm
I told Gucci that I'd make some
Niggas try me, then I break some
Pop this switch, bitch I'll face em
Kill these niggas, I feel like Jason
I take drugs to get me happy
I sip some wok before I'm napping
Walk em' down, like what done happened?
I miss my nigga we was trappin
And it gets so hard to hold on
I can't believe it, that you gone
And I miss my brother, I wanna see you back home
And now you're right, cause we're living in the wrong
And now I'm high up off these drugs
And I just need a lil' love
And I don't wanna be a thug
But I don't wanna get slumped
Mane free the bros
Long live Cell
Long live Gucci
Long live Mary
I love all y'all, I'll do anything for you, you know that
This for all my members
Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird
Where you get ya food stamps?
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Writer: Cordell Hunter
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