Pryde - 3005 Remix lyrics

[Hook] No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you f** them other haters I'll be right by your side 'til 3005, hold up [Verse 1] Hold up, wait a minute, baby everything changed Whole attitude switch up but I'm better this way sh** that mula's a ruler, baby roger that copy Got my eye on you baby, oh I'm so 'luminati Your sh**'s versace, versace, all these ladies go gaga Traded the believe it attitude for that balenciaga My god I'm out of control, like I'm so f**ing different After my fakes just vanished, whatever babe I don't miss em' This is more than imagine, all my homies is hanging Fake homies showed their true colors like it's a war we gang banging Hold up, can't believe it, mid-life crisis at twenty The homies rollin' up dough but I ain't talking 'bout centuries Some of my homies got money, lot of my homies lost it Some of my goals went through bullsh**, lot of my goals accomplished Still I feel f**in' lonely, I don't feel so alive Got your back in the future, got your back 'til I die Hold up, so nuts I admit that money's the problem, calls on my phone from friends that see all that I have and they want it But they don't want oh my god it's, I can't call them my own They don't want to be remembered, they just want to be known Little shadows, bad reasons Cold in every season, is it way too much to ask for some money in (nicky) heating Is it way too much to ask for some company from a genuine buddy, f** it it's nothing Actually it's everything that I need and I'm lying to you sh** I'm lying to me, tryin' to stunt like everything is as fine as can be Tryin' to stunt like Veronica didn't f** my head up, tryin' to stunt like I didn't just call the f** Vanessa Tryin' to stunt like my momma isn't sick but really she is, tryin' to stunt like I hate the money but sh** I need it So I'm torn to going crazy, this sound is the way that these other rappers hit crazy is compelling They judge on how I still live at home, who are you telling? If they seen how much I've made of my merch they would be jealous f** it they're still jealous, f** it they got envy All my fans still got me, nothings where you can tell me And I ain't gotta' change the way I sing, rap and do this I'm still not giving a decent amount of f**s on my new sh**, it's stupid all of this scrutiny Doing me is the plan baby, just hold my hand even if you don't understand Hold up, I'm a grown a** man even if you don't understand Hold up, I know it's hard to understand baby even if you can't, hold up [Hook] x2 Hold up (hold up) x8