Текст песни Hold My Hand (Intro) - Burgundy

Lost my phone
Did some tabs
In New York with all my friends
Now I'm free feelin good
I've plotting on bags
When i get it imma stunt
Imma flex up with my mans, oh
Imma flex up with my mans
You know the deal
Boy, hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
I've been plotting bans
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
I've been geeked up with my friends
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Ive been plotting bans, oh
Ive been plotting bans
So just reach out n hold my hand

You don't know me
I'm lowkey
I'll be hiding in the ends
I won't leave in the my crib
In that bitch just stacking bread
I won't drink
I won't drink
Unless I'm t'd up with my mans
If i'm drunk, and outta place
You know the deal just hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
I've been running past
I can't breath
I can't see
Something weighting on my chest
Life hit hard
I fell down
With that backwood in my hand
I got up
I got up
And I hit that bitch again
I need sleep
I need sleep
Wondering when i'll dream again
I need sleep
I need sleep
Wondering when i'll dream again

Lost my phone
Did some tabs
In New York with all my friends
Now I'm free feelin good
I've plotting on bags
When i get it imma stunt
Imma flex up with my mans, oh
Imma flex up with my mans
You know the deal
Boy, hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
I've been plotting bans
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
I've been geeked up with my friends
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Ive been plotting bans, oh
Ive been plotting bans
So just reach out n hold my hand