| Doubting myself these days | 
| Thinking that I’ll lose it all | 
| Know that I came so close | 
| Thinking that I’m gonna fall | 
| They say that the money really changed me | 
| Say that I’m showing off | 
| I say that I’m still the same | 
| But deep down I know I’m wrong | 
| Tryna go back to the old days | 
| When money not the topic of the convo | 
| People always ask if I’m still paid | 
| People never ask what’s wrong though | 
| Everybody thinking that I made it | 
| But lately I been tryna just hold on | 
| All of my happiness fading | 
| My brain been feeling like a war zone | 
| People believing in me | 
| But I don’t believe that I got it myself | 
| Money and numbers is all that they see | 
| But I don’t see happiness coming with wealth | 
| Everything’s smooth when you look at the surface | 
| Wish you could see what goes on in my mind | 
| Battling demons, they hidden inside | 
| They keeping me paranoid every night | 
| Like | 
| Everything ain’t what it seems | 
| Focused on the wrong things | 
| I been tryna hold on | 
| I been tryna hold on | 
| Hold on, hold on, hold on | 
| Hold on to everything I got now | 
| Praying I don’t fall down | 
| I been going all out | 
| I could lose it all now | 
| Hold on | 
| Hold on, hold on, hold on | 
| I been tryna hold on | 
| Feel like I’m losing touch | 
| With everyone that really been with me | 
| Dad called my phone at lunch | 
| Told him that I was too busy | 
| But really I just act that way | 
| One day he gon' be locked in the grave | 
| I’ma wish I can get the time back | 
| Talk to him 'bout all the time he gave | 
| Up just to make sure I’m good now | 
| 'Cause life ain’t never gon' be easy | 
| He worked his way to put food down | 
| Made sure he always could feed me | 
| And I just hang up the phone now | 
| 'Cause I’m too focused on the CD | 
| I’m tryna turn my dream into real life | 
| But that’s the problem, I don’t realize | 
| I’m trapped inside of my own world | 
| Forget about life and the meaning | 
| I’m tryna get back all my old girls | 
| My mom is who I should be seeing | 
| 'Cause everybody ain’t always breathing | 
| And sometimes it happens outta nowhere | 
| I’m praying that my family don’t go there | 
| But if they do, then I’ll be on my own | 
| Everything ain’t what it seems | 
| Focused on the wrong things | 
| I been tryna hold on | 
| I been tryna hold on | 
| Hold on, hold on, hold on | 
| Hold on to everything I got now | 
| Praying I don’t fall down | 
| I been going all out | 
| I could lose it all now | 
| Hold on | 
| Hold on, hold on, hold on | 
| I been tryna hold on |