D.enD - Hold On lyrics

{chorus: lee moses} Oh don't make me be
what you don't want me to be
don't make me do
what you don't want me to do Please don’t let me go no Please don’t let me go Please don’t let me go no Please, please, please {verse i: d.end} Someone said a bad ending could bring in a good beginner (hol’up) If you wanna cut me off, then let me give the clippers (ha) This is my season like i been teaching you bout dinner Haters gotta fall cuz we’re bringing in a winner (whoa) Seen wimps and fakes, go from best friends to bitter (yup) Chicks who hate, want me caught in my zipper Got whips and chains, but that don’t change, things get harder i still won’t be your ni-- (ha) Forgive and forget but i don’t make the same mistake twice Snakes are gonna whine, i’ll still hear it through the grapevine Call me travis cudi cuz i’m working through the late night (whoa) Tell me time is money, cuz i always gotta make time (yeah) You wouldn’t believe the juice that a minute made Learned to get up in my bag, don’t even gotta chase (whoa) Demons gonna tantalize but i can’t take the bait Treasures heavy up in heaven, and i know it’s worth the wait (blaow!) {chorus: d.end & *lee moses*} Yeah
*don't make me do* I like that right there, i’mma do another one 
*what you don't want me to do* Let’s turn it up *please don’t let me go no* God, i’m saying please *please don’t let me go* God, i’m praying to you on my knees *please don’t let me go no Please, please, please* {verse ii: d.end} Only time i’m looking back is when cops is in the rearview (ha) Weird dudes, so unclear, i can’t hear you Leave now? nope, uh uh, ain’t prepared to They ain’t ready for death? i guess the end can kinda scare you (whoa) God please don’t let me do anything you don’t want me to Want to see things through your vision, i’m looking through your monocle If i wife a shawty then i pray that she gonna honor you Don’t need a chick who still a bird, she looking for a co*katoo (ha) I just hope we making progress with the music moving forward I always won against a zero, who been really keeping score? Life ain’t a bingo card so i ain’t worried about before Call me a petty thief, i been focusing on what’s in store (whoa) Rappers trolling on the net, cuz they can’t sell a cd (yup) Beefing up on twitter cuz they fiending for a retweet (yup) I guess i can’t blame em, cuz with lyrics i can’t be beat (yup) Yeah the name d.end, but y’all should put the boy on the repeat