I look in my fridge, my shit lookin’ scarce
I got a few kids, we need some shit on the shelf
I get a knock at the door, they say my rent overdue
And while my niggas sell dope and don’t know what else to do
The only thing on my mind, I’m tryin’ to keep on the lights

 

I call up my slime, I need a kilo tonight
Everything whipped well, I’m eatin’ steak, no more soup
Then I parked the Capri, I went and bought me a Coupe
Everything takes time, but this shit came fast
Niggas standin’ in line, they wanna hold me back

lyrics of Hold me Back/Rick Ross