Steady Holdin lyrics
by Bun B
[Verse 1: Dorrough Music]
Who the f*ck ya'll talking to?
You n*ggas need to stay in your lane
On the outside looking in
You don't even understand this game
I done seen ya'll in these streets
I was running around in these clubs
Same n*ggas used to hate my sh*t
Now they all wanna show me love
[?] away
I'm already [?] in a [?]
[?]
[?] quarter tank of gassalene
Hit that b*tch, no auntorage
Walked in that b*tch [?]
Rock that show, just 1 deep
You ain't putting in work, n*gga have a seat
I do this sh*t n*gga, hands on
Tryna make my brand strong
If [?] rep this sh*t [?]
f*ck you n*ggas, I stand alone
I put that sh*t on Pimp C
I put that sh*t on Don Key
Imma hold this Texas sh*t down
I put that sh*t on Bun B
I put that sh*t on who? Screw
Moment of silants, R.I.P
As long as I keep this sh*t tril
Then a tril OG's gon ride with me
The tril as n*ggas gon ride with me
And me and my team gon ball to dеath
But Imma make sure we stand tall and rеp
So ya'll keep that fake sh*t to ya'll self
[Chorus: Dorrough Music]
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Riding
Steady rolling
Steady mobbin
Steady holdin
[Verse 2: Bun B]
You already know who I am
You already know what I do
So that trunk gon pop, and that top gon drop, and that tril OG gon come through
[?] banging that Screw
Swisher sweets, smoking that cool
Jordan 73's my shoes
And I'm tril, what about you?
You probably not, cause you're not like me
Everyday a movie, n*gga like Spike Lee
[?] fitted in a tight white T
[?]
Might be, but that's for another day
Keep it tril, can do it no other way
[?] UGK for life, R.I.P. to my main brother [?]
Wanna rep, but can't rep like us
Smoking on sweets, and sippin on tuss
[?] Texas, in god we trust
Don't come any closer, cause you might get busst
Don't like to fuss, don't like to fight
But I will get down, day or night
I throw the left, and I throw the right
Knock your b*tch ass out of site
I'm super tight with them hands
I'm super tril with my flow
I'm Superman in that pink Roles
Go ask your girl cause she knows
[?] from my head to my toes
Pat, pull off in that town
If you down with that, gon tip your hat, cause you know we putting it down
[Chorus: Dorrough Music]
[?]
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Riding
Steady rolling
Steady mobbin
Steady holdin
[Verse 3: Dorrough Music]
Dallace, AKA the tripple D
Houston, [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
Time to wake up, [?] prayed up
[?]
Texas, we packing [?]
Santatoneo [?]
Got one kush brown [?]
[?]
[?] on the way to [?]
[?]
[?] 4 blunts
Holding down this Texas rap sh*t
Mixtape every 4 months
Week by week, [?]
[?] south to north
[?] on the court
Ball so hard, don't play sports
Shout out to all my n*ggas
[?]
[?] just wanna be a Texas [?] worldwide legend
Where that drank come from?
[?] Texas
We so icy, cause I put 60 K in my fingers
[?] VVs diamonds
On my chest shining
Ain't no reason to envy or hate on me, I'm just grinding
[Chorus: Dorrough Music]
[?]
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Riding
Steady rolling
Steady mobbin
Steady holdin