Peyton HAils x Taresha G - Hold Up

Lately I been chilling I been out the way
It's really fuck a hater and a hater say
I'm all about my cake call me Anna Mae
Focused on myself and the path I take
Small town
Big dreams
Neck water like the sea
I been loving on me
And my love is all free
Peyton give em hail
We the flyest like can't you tell
Only blue faces I should've went to Yale
And I only win I never take L's
I only need real ones around me
Dej Loaf don't let a nigga try me
Keeping my brothers close so beside me
Need my brothers so close beside me
Who really with you when you down
When nobody else around
It's a new year I can't settle down
Always on go I'm always out of town
And I'm like hold up
Wait a minute
I'm just getting started no where near finished
I'm just getting started no where near finished
Got them really mad cause I'm counting digits
And I'm like hold up
Wait a minute
I'm just getting started no where near finished
Got them really mad cause I'm counting digits
I'm just in my bag got to reach my limit
And I'm like hold up
Peyton Giv Em Hail
And I'm like hold up
Wait a minute
I'm just getting started no where near finished
I'm just getting started no where near finished
Got em real mad because I'm counting digits
And I'm like hold up
Wait a minute
I'm just getting started no where near finished
Got em really mad cause I'm counting digits
I'm just in my bag got to reach my limit
And I'm like hold up
Wait a minute
Yeah wait a minute
Hold up wait a minute

Written by:
Peyton Hollowell

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