Chip - Holdin' That lyrics

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Chip - Holdin' That lyrics

[Hook: Maverick Sabre](x2) We've been hiding [?] that drink beside and [?] now, rolling that Smoking that, toking that, holding that in [Verse 1: Chip] I've been high, I've been low I've been high when I've been low I've been staring in the mirror Tryna see into my soul I've been christened, I've been blessed But the devil's at my neck I've been stressing 'bout confessing Always lying to myself Considering counselling, maybe I need the help How can I have a girl I don't love myself? Find yourself before you lose yourself Don't be trapping well till you're trapped in hell Stuck between a rock and a hard place I didn't end up on a rock and a hard place I took gambles, my cards came But no money accounts to the price of fame I'm stressed out, take my mind away I need something to ease the pain One friend told me he's having a baby My other friend's mum just pa**ed away Real life, no pretending Need to use my brain more selective When you see your brudda laid out on a stretcher It helps put things right back in perspective [Pre-Hook: Chip & Maverick Sabre] Lord, is my time up? Pressure's on, I just write stuff Lost generation need guidance So I ain't hanging this mic up I'm sitting here, just thinking About thinking, overthinking Anxiety got me filled with a hollow feeling That's why I'm smoking and drinking, Maverick [Hook: Maverick Sabre](x2) [Verse 2: Chip] Yeah, reflecting on my reflection Not vain, facing depression I'm still stressing but life's a blessing My teacher never taught me that life's a lesson Picking paths, going losing hope Pour a drink, puff the O and cope When I feel down, I take the pain on my own Cause everybody goes through more than you know It's my year, but it's not my day And last night, I forgot to pray Deep thought got me losing my appetite Come on, you know I'm losing weight My headspace is a mess man, torn Between being a dog and a stepdad See, I'm alive so I know that my heart's beating But I can't feel it in my chest, might think back To the times I was picking up awards And me and my mum weren't talking But I've got a bit of rock right now Cause her husband just got deported But to the good times, we're getting closer I'm getting started, my liver's over Heaven's got a door, we be at it like Jehova's I've been through sh**, still smelling like roses [Pre-Hook: Chip & Maverick Sabre] [Hook: Maverick Sabre](x2)