Hold Up

[Verse 1]
These the words of a wise fool
Never utter something so solemnly if it’s not true
Never hit the stage if being a player’s not you
Chillin on the beach until you hit by the typhoon
Wasn’t doing right and now she findin out the whole truth
All she hear is noise, you telling her that’s the old you
You done lied so many times that she don’t know you
Ego hurt cus now she regretting she ever chose you, damn
She could been the one kid, first love, you was busy doing the fuck shit
Let the love burn like sour be when the dutch lit
Spending years looking for someone to put your trust in
But it’ll never be the same cus you livin in your way
Steady caught up in this game
Hurtin good women cus you dealing with your pain
Telling her you different homie something gotta change