Marion Band$ - Hold Up (feat. Nipsey Hustle) Lyrics

[Intro]1500 or Nothin'15, uh[Verse 1: Marion Band$]Everyday I think lucrative, it always got to be progressIf it ain't about that money, then it ain't a part of my processMeetin' with the bosses over lobster tailsStrategizin' our next move, conclusion is prevailBitches that hold yo shit up, bitches that fuck yo shit upShe call and she wanna lick upBut I'm busy hittin' this liquorBitch, I'm chasin' money, you don't deserve a descriptionIt take some sacrifices to get in this positionWhen my well was dry, I was still makin' my wishesI was ridin' around, I was riskin' itBut if I didn't do it, I wouldn't get this shitUp late nights, I'm an owl tooThere's a few things that I valueMoney, trust, respect, loyalty and my crew[Hook: Marion Band$]Politickin' with my niggas about this money, bitch, hold upI had to drop my bitch, ‘cause I don't need no hold-upsWalk right in VIP, we don't do no hold-upsGet too close, I got some killers with me that'll tell youHold up, hold up (tell ya)Hold up, hold up (tell ya)Hold up, hold upYou say you want this moneyNigga, then what's the hold up?If you really 'bout this paper, then what's the (Hold up?)[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]Nip Hussle the Great backCame up, you can't hate thatSelf-made, you can't take thatYeah, self-made, you can't make thatSome say I need a record dealI need a cosign, I need a Dre trackBut all the time I had a mean flowI had a cold grind and that's a great matchPayback, fuck hoes and I make racksAnd my pockets gon' stay fat‘Cause I merk beats and I slay tracksPayback, wrist rocky like A$APStay strapped like I'm ArabAnd in a world of lies I still state factsLame-ass, hatin' niggas take flame bathsAll you really doin' when you runnin' your mouthIs tellin' me where to aim at (guncock)Duck, nigga! Fuck-bitches and fuck-niggasIf you ain't talkin' bread then I don't fuck with ya(Gunshot) Hussle![Hook: Marion Band$]Politickin' with my niggas about this money, bitch, hold upI had to drop my bitch, ‘cause I don't need no hold-upsWalk right in VIP, we don't do no hold-upsGet too close, I got some killers with me that'll tell youHold up, hold up (tell ya)Hold up, hold up (tell ya)Hold up, hold upYou say you want this moneyNigga, then what's the hold up?If you really 'bout this paper, then what's the (Hold up?)[Verse 3: Marion Band$]Fifteen, uh, I'm goin' all in it no matter the outcomeThey told me I had it and now I am relapsin'And how could you X me out? I am not MalcolmAnd how could you doubt me? You heard my first albumAnd who had the nerve to think I was done withI left the game graciously for you to run withLike that of a blueprint, go on and front thenTime that you had, and this what you come with?If you want it to work out, exercise itNigga, and if you want to see it, visualize itThat was me that we been discussin'And it was the thought, they thought I was bluffin'I know that they waitin' to see what I come withI told you my best and I feel my toughnessNevertheless I'm who they fuck withI'm the go-to guy, you niggas go too shyNo Kanye's or Common'sI'm comin', and don't ask me who I like in the gameRight now, I'll say no comments; Yung[Hook: Marion Band$]Politickin' with my niggas about this money, bitch, hold upI had to drop my bitch, ‘cause I don't need no hold-upsWalk right in VIP, we don't do no hold-upsGet too close, I got some killers with me that'll tell youHold up, hold up (tell ya)Hold up, hold up (tell ya)Hold up, hold upYou say you want this moneyNigga, then what's the hold up?If you really 'bout this paper, then what's the (Hold up?)