Hold Up Lyrics - Mc Eiht

Eiht: 

We sending this one out right here 

To all the young thug and young hustlers out there 

You know I'm sayin', grown up with their moms strugglin' 

In the hood yo' I'm sayin', ya know how it is 

Trying to keep it tight, you know I'm sayin' 

Geah 

Born and raised a black youth, no happy days 

My moms and pops went they separate ways 

Now she solo with half the dough, and three kids 

No house, a damn tight situation we in 

Hit the streets to look for work and pay 

So her kids can have it better than she had one day 

Try to teach me some rules, "get a's in school 

Keep your head up high and don't run with the fools" 

That was the lesson, always listen to moms 

Bible she totin, always quotin from psalms 

Young but I'm knowin' the right thang to do 

Know the things to say when times is blue 

Times is hard and really unfortunate 

I'm young and I really don't like the shit 

But I dream nice things when I sleep at night 

When I grow up I'll make everything alright 

Sing 

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Soultre': 

I know it's hard sometimes 

But if you can make a way, you need to hold up 

I know a better way 

And if you can wait today it'll be alright... 

Eiht: 

Now I'm 15, my life done hit a split screen 

What used to be a good kid struck a bad gene 

Bad dreams, young thugs and crime scenes 

Skip school, saggin' my jeans and blow green 

My moms don't know where I get the shit from 

If you keep trippin' you know the outcome 

Laid up somewhere, or in jail 

Makin' collect calls tryin' to make bail 

Hell, and you know how I struggle for the cheddar 

Before I give it away better get it together 

My guilty conscience sayin' not no listen 

The other have tellin' me, keep a good intention 

Aw shit, a nigga need a mind of his own 

Too much to deal with, I really don't feel shit 

Young thug ready to take on the world 

Who made my life take such a twirl 

C'mon 

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Chorus... 

Now my situation's changed, no chains remain 

Now I try to check out the game and cause pain 

Long live the days of homeboys and straps 

Gang of tombstones for the ones that caught caps 

Make snaps off raps, reminiscin' of days 

Good part is shot up while 'more bounce' plays 

Missin the days sometimes, but keeps my eyes on the future 

Keep my hands on my heat cause niggas might shoot ya 

Rob a nigga blind, just like stevie 

I used to do the same when a nigga was greedy 

But my come-up was wrong, flipped it, now it's strong 

Now I clocks snaps, keep the street shit in my songs 

Trying to make it up on a stage from doin' a bid 

Trying to make a better way like she did for my kids 

Right now watch out, keep my nose to the grind 

Yeah boy, this world is mine 

Geah 

Chorus...