GQ (Gallest) - Hold On lyrics

[Verse 1: GQ] Fresh mind fresh approach These n***as is talking money, but actions says they're broke And they be trying to coach me, I blew their minds when I spoke On the beat, now they say that I am dope These dudes ain't ready I put the burner to the mic And take a swipe at any n***a that I feel like And I int gully, just rock a skully, got the remedy for boys, that toke toys And try to take you for whats yours I come from a street where If you int prepared You be going to E.R to get repaired, beware The price you paying for straying could be a steep fair My roots and my seeds are buried deep here,(Bridgetown) Westbury from where I came This ain't no game, my whole neighborhood went thru pain To say that i've been around a lot would be a lie, but to say that I got rich and switched would be the same! [Hook: ViZion] So you know just hold on Everyday's a struggle and we hold on Life goes on, just be strong We'll never let you down, down, down, down Yeah you know, hold on Everyday's a struggle and we hold on Hustle in this jungle Yeah life goes on so we stay strong Reppin' for my city in a system with no pity yeahhh [Verse 2: GQ] I'm from the bridge, yeah n***a I'm from the bridge Not the track, that's where I motherf**ing live Where the mothers try to give even when they ain't got sh** And them n***as run up on you for flossing and empty clips Run through shipments with full cliques of n***as Before sh**s delivered Sometimes do it to eat, not just so they get richer Nah This stereotypical bullsh** makes you sicker Makes you fit a profile, that you ain't lived for {sh** is crazy} Those streets, Befriend you like groupies Then kick you to the curb if you slacking Once you racking up the paper then something is bound to happen Yeah One life to live and I'mma try to live it stacking {stacking that paper} A few good n***as slain This ain't no game, My whole crew had to go through pain To say that I have made it now, would be a lie But to say that I've never been hungry would be the same! [Hook] [Verse 3: ViZion] This one's for the blocks, this one for the streets This one's for the hustler's cause we gotta eat This one, little middle finger in the air Is for all my enemies, I can see you in the rear view See me changing gears too Yea I'm on the same flex, I'll be on the plane next You can take a rain check As I take a pay cheque Last name Gale They ain't seen my hurricane yet And I swear we're just the baddest, and the wanna stop this magic Cause my game is just so savage And theyre never gonna have it And my flow is pyroclastic But will it ever change though? Everyday is struggling and suffering, the same old Way, they dont care, if you make it through the year So I'm sending up this prayer, yea [Outro] So you know just hold on Everyday's a struggle and we hold on Life goes on, just be strong We'll never let you down, down, down, down Yeah you know, hold on For the better days, hold on f** it what they say We'll be living how we're living, cause there ain't noone come giving, please forgive us if its wrong, we'll be going till its gone yeah!