Hook:

I know there’s holes at the bottom of the boat

Stay composed, you gotta... stay afloat

Sit still, hold tight

And keep hope

Sit still, hold tight

And keep hope

Verse:

You been hurtin..

Last night you called me cryin

Choked up and your pride

Is slowly dyin

You been drinkin and your voice is very tired

Look Momma, I’ll be honest this position’s terrifyin

Put on a fake smile

With my out-fit

These days

Music is my out-let

I wonder if the one's around me

Really got me

Or will they run like everyone else

When the doubt hits

I make moves and get bags

Tryna make it out and give back

I locked in while my peers popped tags

Now I’m up

And I’m aware that my city's up for grabs

I know it’s not a 50/50 ball

Stackin till my money’s really really tall

A lotta these niggas really really fake

Lyin to my face now my circle’s really really small

It’s sad but, that’s how I move now

I don’t really care if you approve now

Manifestin pretty girls and pretty views now

New money on me, you could say I got the blues now

Hook:

I know there’s holes at the bottom of the boat

Stay composed, you gotta... stay afloat

Sit still, hold tight

And keep hope

Sit still, hold tight

And keep hope