[Hook: Rich Rivera]
Holding it down, I'mma be me, that's who I be, don't question it
Holding it down, sometimes the streets won't let you breathe, I'm suffocating
Holding it down, fortune and fame and the struggle and pain, I'm not gon' change
Holding it down, I'mma remain the same oh, oh, oh
[Verse One: Emilio Rojas]
I got people that'll ride for me, people that'll die for me
But I'm better off if my people stay alive for me
These vermin claw with a vice grip on they right fist
Keep my circle small but it's tight knit, I'm a light fit
My shine growing, it's mind blowing like Cobain
Pull in the back of my mind, I'm going dope change
‘Cause no fame or acclaim is gon' replace where I came from
Regardless of the weight of my name, the game tough
I've seen the power corrupt, the most humblest strong
You either running or you stumble along ‘cause people gunning
Hoping something go wrong, they keep coming
Keep s**ing you dry, leeching blood from your heart to eat something
Surround ourselves with vultures and snakes, hustlers and jakes
And women with voluptuous shapes, we're all sinners in the culprits of hate
And you can pay for reviews, even critics got adjustable rates
But through the struggle, the pain, the fire, the rain
The trouble that stay bubbling, one thing remains, we holding it down
We holding it down, we holding it down, yeah we holding sh** down
[Hook]
[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
It's all new to the kid but I think I can get used to this here
These fly dames and high planes, loving stewardesses
Picking high stakes, investments and lucrative biz
I come a long way from wrestling with sewage and piss
From the depths of a brutal abyss into the fresh air and beautiful chicks
They all swooning ‘cause we moving them lips
Nothing to something, I'm losing my grip because I'm stuck in a culture
Where it's fruit for the trick and using your friends is common in here
And so I cherish they honesty ‘cause it's rarer than a lunar eclipse
I run on tools and tricks, seen the Louvre from the tip
Maneuver and shift now to improve where I sit
We close to the throne, I can see the j**els and the glitz
The fortune, the fame, the game and the truth and the fiction
Real from the fake, close friends will steal from your plate
Before you even realize that there's a meal to be ate
Emilio rating funds, time to till in your fate
But tell how much more can Emilio take?
And how much more till Emilio breaks?
I'm holding sh** down ‘cause too much is at stake
[Hook]