Big Mello - Gotta Hold On lyrics

(Big mello): Hip-hopping, dropping Tops are poppin Glocks where n***as slanging rocks Up and down the block it don't stop b**hes bopping white folks are plotting Thinking every n***as rotting cause we ain't picking cotton No more young n***as packing fo fo's Running from the po po sing like an everyday show When i grab the remote i gets locced Because it seems like we lost our hope Ohh cause the dope got a n***a hanging from a rope can't cope and that ain't no f**ing joke R&B helps me to keep my mind free s**a free smoking sweets and watching tv In a burban swerving serving these hoes Coming down on gla** 84's Hands on strap watching for the jack cause a n***a with a gat dont know how to act a fact We all trapped in the concrete summer heat dopefeins are real good to me Cause i done put in work doing dirt while these busta a** n***as wearing skirts And my heart hurts cause it seems that my family is out to get me huh Now that my face is on tv, remeber yall said i wasn't gonna be sh** but uh look at me know im straight legit (chorus): Brothers and sisters just hold on tight Cause every little thing gonna be alright Dont worry about the one who's hating you Sit back relax and have a drank or two (Big Mello): 1995 stepped to the side Took time to an*lyze n***as acting ????? Cause everything (good and grin) ain't your friend roaching a** n***as all out to get my ends Everything was cool and mello gone treat and ughh Drink about a pint blow big sweets But when they sweets was gone n***as took they a** home When u rich you got friends but when your poor your alone Ain't it funny how the money can change your life all these bopping a** b**hes want to be a n***a wife Ughh and Now im on feet im on state one deep yall can have that limelight ????? s**a free No more tricks in 96 gotta hit a licka flip Stack chips keep my hand on my pistol grip Legitimate yea thats the way i flip can't quit to true for that hoe sh** that n***as spit True playa not hata but a paper maker Innovata originator motherf**en fakers I keep it real like the gold on my grill No flex im all chill trying to stack a mill (Big Mello): So many Promises promises but all i get are broken dreams n***as treat me like a dope fein Don't get it twisted I peace that sh** Yall can keep that sh** and i don't sweat that material sh** Im going platinum anyway f** what you n***as say hey im flipping rhymes every mother f**en day And they hate what i do cause im to motherf**en true i keep it on the cool as a golden rule It don't cost a dime to stay out of mine partna im a n***a known for bringing the drama and many wonder why a n***a get so agg(ravated) im doing bad so im going for bad now who mad go ahead and laugh Skinny grin i come again and unleash that demon from within Yo contaminated soul jealous hearted bustas gotta go When big mello hit the motherf**en door no more will cry cause n***a do or die that's why i stay high in this life of crime cause as long as im rapping ???? tell what happenin while these other motherf**ers steady capping