I ain't gon' hold you, feel like I got the world on my shoulder, remind me of wearin' up them boulders Kiss me in that all-white thing, chillin' in the red light, top down in that motherfuckin' Goldz What about that Royal Oak AP with the black pace? You rollin' with the real, when the bitch really love me, I hit like that lil' soldier slammin', I know ya, I ain't gon' hold ya Yeah, your boy a lil' bipolar, half general, half soldier Yeah, I got a handful of hair, why I hit it from the back? Why a real nigga blowin' on some Doja? Yeah, I'm gon' fold her, when I get done, I'ma mold her Same time keepin' my composure, if she keep makin' them faces Keep talkin' to me right in the morning, I'ma roll her back over Playtime's over, came to give you motherfuckers closure Real niggas only know posers, if you really got it out the mud Like the Rollie on your wrist, lock the motherfuckin' dirt up off his shoulders I ain't gon' hold ya, nigga really got it with his shoulder Really hit them Ninas in the motor, yeah, nigga really made them deals On the first and the third, cause a nigga really try to hit his quota What you know about that odor? Yeah, nigga came from the cold, now I'm legal like Tony Mottola Yeah, I really came through the hood in that all-white Lamb And the first one to do it like soldier, I ain't gon' hold ya Niggas came through and all black motherfuckers thought I played for the Raiders Talkin' to a street nigga, yeah, turn real estate, mother Ain't no tellin' what I paid for the maker All about that paper, never been no hatin' in my nature Don't make me Louis V. Sucatia Make a nigga cry, got so much money in the safe You gon' think I'm a motherfucker when it makes ya Can't let him break ya, nah, nah, you can't let him break ya Now you can't let these motherfuckers snake ya Nigga, when this rap *** done, get that Magic Johnson money Like that nigga when he done with the Lakers I ain't gon' hold ya, everything I did, I done told ya Everything I said, I done showed ya Did this one for my day, one nigga say what you say Can't say a nigga ain't growed ya, name a nigga cold Matter of fact, name a nigga broke Matter of fact, let me lay my nigga for ya Talkin' bout the B-I-G to the S-N-O But you already know what I'm told ya I ain't gon' hold ya