Hold out, misdemeanor Can you slow down, down Slow down, you missed the meter Can you hold out, out Same shit, but different days where I'm from Bitches droppin' like old ladies and such (where I'm at, where I'm at) Yeah, southern Florida, I was raised in the Sun You don't shake, get hit by rays from the suns Baby went to class and graduated to get her paycheck Baby done had a baby, now the baby daddy ain't in the picture, I'm on this music Mama went to jail, we was hungry, I'm on this music Everyone grew up and got comfy, I'm on this music I don't know who you call when you don't got the money for school at all Mama cryin', think about one day how we could lose it all I would die before that had happened I'm pickin' the strap up before you pickin' my slack up, baby Same shit, but different days where I'm from I was screamin', feel a strain in my lungs (where I'm at, where I'm at) When I die, baby, lay me in the Sun When I die, baby, lay me in the Sun Hold out, misdemeanor Can you slow down, down Slow down, you missed the meter Can you hold out, out Drop off, heard he got picked off in the parking lot, he should've stashed the brick in the body shop Brodie got jammed as a juvey we call it child lock, and before he was playing with that toolie he had a scholarship And now I'm in this range going fifty, going sixty, going two-hundred, going through something trying to run from my true colors Oh I got some nerve talking to you like I know you, 'cause I know you, it's the same from LA up to the nolia, and I told you Same shit, but different days where I'm from I was screamin', feel a strain in my lungs And when I die, baby, lay me in the Sun When I die, baby, lay me in the Sun Hold out, misdemeanor Can you slow down, down Slow down, you missed the meter Can you hold out, out Hold out, misdemeanor Can you slow down, down Slow down, you missed the meter Can you hold out, out Hold out, misdemeanor Can you slow down, down Slow down, you missed the meter Can you hold out, out