Manifest Recordings

Pres is joined by Ahsha Davis, the creator of the short film "Campaign", to talk about the conception of its end credits song "Danger". They discuss the trials and tribulations of creating the short film, the intention behind the "Danger" soundscape as well as how they plan to collaborate again in the future! Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop! (on the 15th of every month!)

Pres and Jake talk about "For Sure" and why this seemingly surface-level song contains a critical message. The boys dive deep into the subject of "do lyrics matter today in rap" and talk about how they are navigating through creative industries 2024. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop! (on the 15th of every month!)

Song: "⁠⁠⁠⁠For Sure⁠⁠"

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Lyrics:

I ain’t even really nice no more

Talking all that shit and then they fight so poor

Always telling what they’d like to score

Think I’m supposed to hit ‘em with a nice for sure

Hope somebody tell ‘em life’s too short

To only talk about it and not fight for more

Well I guess I better write some more

Everybody gonna want my life, for sure

What the- where the fuck these people been at

I was really hoping someone let ‘em know

That the only thing that’s keeping ‘em from growth

Is the ego, I ain’t saying let it go

‘Cause mine been getting seen when it need to

On the scene getting lethal

I been keeping every single dream on a need-to-know

Accordingly, where the proceeds will go

I heard your favorite’s CD but I think it got some ED

Bro believe me, that shit isn’t hard and couldn’t ever last

I don’t pop no pills, I’m only tripping off of weed

Because the worst that I could tweak is losing footing on the grass

People always yelling at me but they pull up with their hands out

Really ran out but looking for a pass

This for all the people claiming that I’m using autotune

And singing on my tracks ‘cause I couldn’t really rap

I ain’t even really nice no more

Talking all that shit and then they fight so poor

Always telling what they’d like to score

Think I’m supposed to hit ‘em with a nice for sure

Hope somebody tell ‘em life’s too short

To only talk about it and not fight for more

Well I guess I better write some more

Everybody gonna want my life, for sure

But you don’t want it now, look around, I’m surrounded

A laundry list of problems to the ground that’s compounding

Just like my worth, they show some nerve by claiming I just found this

It took me 7 years and a whole ton of plot twists

Sometimes I can’t write no fucking lines, I’m just doubting

Glad to say that this ain’t one of those times, I ain’t stopping

Your music like some wired earbuds, shit is not it

Don’t know who the fuck you thought you was, but you not him

That’s a-

That’s a fact

Ain’t waiting ‘till they find us, I’ma put us on the map

I step out every 8th like my foot is on the gas

You sending me a open’s like a rookie up at bat

You think it’s hitting but it’s not, my boy

I got this good from a million fucking shots, my boy

200-millimeter lens to the top, my boy

I’m pulling focus, you ain’t fucking up my shot, my boy

I’m on auto-go mode, with go pros

With no pros, just bozos that don’t know

Will bro blow with no hope he won’t though

So bro dope he know so he showboats

This a Yachty type-beat, shit I know

I’m always giving love, but the scene is not though

Pops you’re not gonna believe it, watch close

And tell ‘em in my doc I was a fiend for plot growth

I ain’t even really nice no more

Talking all that shit and then they fight so poor

Always telling what they’d like to score

Think I’m supposed to hit ‘em with a nice for sure

Hope somebody tell ‘em life’s too short

To only talk about it and not fight for more

Well I guess I better write some more

Everybody gonna want my life, for sure

Pres and Jake reunite for the video debut of Manifest Recordings. The boys discuss "Flowers" and how the song/video came to be as well as diving deep into the "Are music artists content creators" discussion. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop! (on the 15th of every month!)

Song: "⁠⁠⁠Flowers⁠"

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Lyrics:

Planting seeds up in my head

I hope them Flowers is dead now

All of the shit that was said

I forgive, I don’t forget, nah

Planting seeds up in my head

I hope them Flowers is dead now

All of the shit that was said

I forgive, I don’t forget, nah

She like to roam

Baby go home

Pretend you ain’t checking yo phone

I know yo ass is alone

If you need something I’ll give you a loan

Baby we grown

I cannot give you no piece of the pie

That I have built on my own

I’m wasting my damn time

Studying each of your tan lines

You asking me for my hand

I’m hoping that we have a chance

I’m looking for something I can’t find

Love is a land mine

Picked up your foot and you ran

I’m stuck on the ground with my hands tied

Doing the best that I can, and I’m

Starting to rant online

When we talk feelings you pantomime

Bet all your friends became fans of mine

Making that shit that they can’t decline

There ain’t a chance I’m lying

Thought you arose to my grand design 

Said we’d be something, you dandelion

Planting seeds up in my head

I hope them Flowers is dead now

All of the shit that was said

I forgive, I don’t forget, nah

Planting seeds up in my head

I hope them Flowers is dead now

All of the shit that was said

I forgive, I don’t forget, nah

Pres is joined by collaborator iGoByLC to discuss their new single "Smoke With Me" and how everything aligned for this collab to happen. They discuss the stigma around cannabis, the filming of the music video and even the newly spawned beef between Kendrick, Drake & Cole. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop! (on the 15th of every month!)

Song: "⁠⁠⁠⁠Smoke With Me⁠⁠"

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Lyrics:

What we waiting for

I don’t know I’m clueless

Got at a craving for

This right here, that new shit

Though I paid some more

Right now I ain’t lucid

What you waiting for

Damn, I ain’t take my two hits yet

Oh shit, I’m going first

Why can’t I wait a couple minutes till the dope disperse

Why am I acting like I’m coughing this is so rehearsed

I tend to smoke a ton of weed when I get overworked

I know you know it works too ‘ca-

Come on Pres, shut-up

You talking ‘bout your soul and hurt

We getting fucked up

Man, LC, if you wanted the open verse

Then you should nut up and say it

Instead of complaining, it’s making me fuck up

Pres, back to the topic

I actually forgot it

Though I was probably talking ‘bout how Presi been the hottest

And if you want my formula, then fuck it, I could drop it

Deposit a sonnet and not pocket the profit

Just pop it back into your product, never deter

The problem is you using pens, I use a cleaver

Chopping off the top of opps and constant nonbelievers

I been with my brodies, reaching goalies

Damn, my keepers some cheefers

What we waiting for

I don’t know I’m clueless

Got at a craving for

This right here, that new shit

Though I paid some more

Right now I ain’t lucid

What you waiting for

Bro pass the god damn-

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Man y'all don't want no smoke, I'm

Second to none I am always the one to roll-up

Throw it in rotation it's looking like we doin’ donuts

Heavy on the gas, show me my opponent who want it

If you catch me in a beater

I couldn't afford to lose focus, no hatchback

I'm already past that-

Aye so what, you full of shit like what’s in that backpack

Just like yo name, everything you sayin’ is half cap

Yo hold up, I overcame the shit in them sad raps

I'm floatin’ through blowing trees flow with ease

I call it floetry we such a poetic duo

Catch you off guard when I hit this big ass J

They be like dang, Luol

Fighting for more than what meets the eye

So it seems you notice me hella chopped Judo

Potency bright I can oversee

But I'm just not over-exposing things

I'm lighting it up 

Shine bright even as a diamond in the rough

With a fire squad, I'm signing niggas up

Letting loose, I'm bout to tighten up

Enrolled in more than a dream

It's ‘bout time to collect my trophies

If you ain't part of the team

Then don't be actin like my homie

I guess I gotta start taking score so-

What we waiting for

I don’t know I’m clueless

Got at a craving for

This right here, that new shit

Though I paid some more

Right now I ain’t lucid

What you waiting for

Damn, wait, I need my two hits

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Who want Smoke With Me

Pres is joined by his brother, Tavo, to discuss "Genes" and what brotherhood means to them. The song hosts quite a few pop culture references which the brothers go on to discuss in depth what those times were like for them and how they've grown to miss them. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop! (on the 15th of every month!)

Song: "⁠⁠Genes"

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Lyrics:

Swipe the card and put the shit on me

Swipe the card and put the shit on me

I don’t give a fuck about the fee

My brother said he hungry, gotta eat

So I copped the boy a feast

And that shit go for anything he needs

From pennies to a dream

We gon’ get it, any means, any team

Seem to got the numbers to compete

They’ll see my brothers pull up like our Genes

I ain’t mean we getting street

Then again, we ain’t gon’ retreat

Want to double-check it, we can see

I been older brother from the jump

Taking care of all the runts

Eating crumbs, but feeding chunks

That’s the mantra

Heard a little theory ‘bout us once

Let me get the shit debunked

We ain’t humans, we all motherfucking monsters

Guess we just a different type of breed

Ty and Char went Walter White

When they cooking up our Genes like some mobsters

The talk behind our back was creatine

That is how we built so wide

But we want some bigger things we amounting

To all that we please

Tayden been getting the green

That boy is only a teen

Inside him’s a whole lotta me

And shoutout to all of my team

Josh, Adriel, Teddy and Jake

Noelle and Austin and Gene

Without ‘em I’m losing my cape

I need that

To get out this prison of life

Sometimes need a break to see that

I want 10 billi Benny’s in my bag

Well that makes a T-Bag

I’m hoping this mic’ll pay

For all the linking that saved

A dream that

You almost seen trashed

So best believe that

Giving them blood sweat and tears

Until I’m in the grave

Remember when DC came to me discreetly

‘Cause he had a warn a brother I’ve been fake

I said I’ve been stacking the money I make

To spend on the business and running up plays

But I was abusing the money I make

To hide all the losing and all of the pain, damn

I’m looking at ‘em wide-eyed

Proud as fuck of my guys

Never on the sidelines

We like machine guns on a tripod

Never asking why God

Swipe the card and put the shit on me

I don’t give a fuck about the fee

My brother said he hungry, gotta eat

So I copped the boy a feast

And that shit go for anything he needs

From pennies to a dream

We gon’ get it, any means, any team

Seem to got the numbers to compete

They’ll see my brothers pull up like our Genes

I ain’t mean we getting street

Then again, we ain’t gon’ retreat

Want to double-check it, we can see

Sometimes I think I’ve fucked up

Not showing the guys enough love

Know what they’ve been through

They roughed up

And anytime we talk about it

Shit get hushed up

Man that shit beyond me

It seem we moving calmly

But see me and you saw thee

First wave of a tsunami

Remember playing zombies

The crawlers all up on me

And Tavo was the army

And they still haven’t caught me

And when it was him

I would do the same thing

Busting out the Raygun

Let it bang bang

Origins with the bros and life the same game

I’d never fire staff, ‘cause they the gang gang

Never fire staff, ‘cause they the gang gang

Gang, gang, gang

Swipe the card and put the shit on me

I don’t give a fuck about the fee

My brother said he hungry, gotta eat

So I copped the boy a feast

And that shit go for anything he needs

From pennies to a dream

We gon’ get it, any means, any team

Seem to got the numbers to compete

They’ll see my brothers pull up like our Genes

I ain’t mean we getting street

Then again, we ain’t gon’ retreat

Want to double-check it, we can see

This episode breaks down Pres' newest 2-part installment of "I Need You" and its acoustic version. Co-host Jake joins Pres to dive into what specific situation inspired this song's creation, the ideation behind the acoustic video and overall how different this song sounds from Pres' earlier work. Of course, there are tons of random tangents, snippets and a confession that Pres is obsessed with Olivia Rodrigo?!?

Song: "⁠I Need You⁠"

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Lyrics:

We ain’t talked in a minute girl, yeah

And I really need your help

‘Cause everything hits different now, yeah

That I’m all by myself

Kept my distance

Said that’s what you wanted so I did it

Every time that I was in my feelings

I’d throw on my playlist, get to crying

Get to-

Wait, shit, I meant singing

I know I told you that without you I’d be okay

But that is a lie that I told myself to help me fake it

Feel like I’m doing some labor for minimum wage

Been in this cycle before and know I gotta break it

We ain’t talked in a minute girl, yeah

And I really need your help

‘Cause everything hits different now, yeah

That I’m all by myself

It took a while to figure out, yeah

That I really need your help

‘Cause everything hits different now, yeah

That I’m all by myself

Stupid, emotional, obsessive little me

So stupid

Don’t notice all the things you’ve done to me

You done to me

Well, you said that I could call you

But do you wanna call me

Too

That’s why I ain’t call you

Instead, I wrote this song for

You

What have you been up to

Who you letting into

That palace

Ain’t just wanna fuck you

I wanna get into

Your mind

Baby, we could run to

Anywhere you want to

No challenge

Told you I could shut you out

When I said that I was lying

We ain’t talked in a minute girl, yeah

And I really need your help

‘Cause everything hits different now, yeah

That I’m all by myself

It took a while to figure out, yeah

That I really need your help

‘Cause everything hits different now, yeah

That I’m all by myself

We ain’t talked in a minute girl, yeah

And I really need your help

‘Cause everything hits different now that

That I’m all by myself

It took a while to figure out

That I really need your help

‘Cause everything hits different

Now that I’m all by myself

That I’m all by myself

The boys start 2024 off talking about "Chessin'" which is fitting as we all plot our moves for the New Year. From the lyrics to the cover art to the music video shot in Atlanta, as always, this podcast is all over the place. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop!

Song: "⁠Chessin'⁠⁠⁠⁠"

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Lyrics:

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Stacking paper with the brethren

Swear to God that this a blessin’

Only time we resting is in heaven

If you ain’t ‘bout it, get to steppin’

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Take a dub as a progression

Take a loss and learn the lesson

I don’t play with none of my professions

If I ain’t check-in, then I’m Chessin’

Making moves

Lil homie can I say the same for you

Hell nah, you afraid of breaking rules

All of this is for my gains, this ain’t for you

Just stay away and lose

I’m focused at the top

Forward motion never stop

I ain’t hoping for the spot

I’m devoting all I got

I got more faith in me than George Janko got in God

Shit

And that’s saying an awful lot

I’m a man of many words, but mainly I've been known for action

When I’m in my city, bitch I’m feeling like I’m Batman

Watch when I get busy, I don’t pity your reaction

Giddy and I’m laughing, dog

Why you jealous, you could’ve done it

If you ain’t sure about yourself, then you’re sure of nothing

Wish you knew the sacrifices you probably couldn’t stomach

But I know the sacrifices and though I shouldn’t want it, I do

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Stacking paper with the brethren

Swear to God that this a blessin’

Only time we resting is in heaven

If you ain’t ‘bout it, get to steppin’

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Take a dub as a progression

Take a loss and learn the lesson

I don’t play with none of my professions

If I ain’t check-in, then I’m Chessin’

I’m at dinner with my dad and I just made a grand

Trying not to lose myself, I feel like Danny Rand

Ain’t the type to sit back and just make commands

Swear I’m always getting busy with the hand

The plan is becoming everyone’s favorite good guy

The span is through every industry and through all time

The clan is growing and picking up those who stood by

I can’t miss, only drop hits I feel like I’m Bullseye

I die, I’ll be born again

My life, I recorded it

My heart says I’m purely good

My eyes say I’m sure to win

My time always orbiting

My pride which absorbing it

They said show me who the best is

My guy, I am sure I’m him

Part-time rapper, part-time actor

Businessman, author and podcaster

Et cetera et cetera y’all have to respect

You claiming you ain’t got no time, shit I’m having the best

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Stacking paper with the brethren

Swear to God that this a blessin’

Only time we resting is in heaven

If you ain’t ‘bout it, get to steppin’

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Take a dub as a progression

Take a loss and learn the lesson

I don’t play with none of my professions

If I ain’t check-in, then I’m Chessin’

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Stacking paper with the brethren

Swear to God that this a blessin’

Only time we resting is in heaven

If you ain’t ‘bout it, get to steppin’

Fuck a 9-5

This is 24/7

Take a dub as a progression

Take a loss and learn the lesson

I don’t play with none of my professions

If I ain’t check-in, then I’m Chessin’

In this special edition episode, Pres self-reflects on the situation that inspired the creation of "13 Days". Pres goes into his personal values when it comes to loyalty and relationships as well as the tragic effects that disloyalty can have on all of your loved ones. Apologies for the sporadic technical difficulties throughout this episode. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop!

Song: "13 Days"

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Lyrics:

Been telling the world that you changed for the better

You told me that you would stick by me forever

The only thing you had to do was forget her

But you ain’t done none of that, damn right, I’m fed up

Ain’t giving forgiveness

I’m livid

I’m fucked up, I’m twisted

You fucked up, you twisted, took that knife and

You twist it, that’s bitch shit

I could not have predicted

That you would be so conflicted

Just pick this over your mistress

You said that you would do it, but you didn’t

To this day I don’t think that you know that you’re addicted

To this day you don’t know all of the pain you inflicted

You took a piece of you away and hid it

But you’re a piece of me so I went ahead to splint it

You said that you would change, I believed it in an instant

That’s stupid of me

I see that you’re breaking and ruining me

You thought you’re my idol, ‘cause who could it be

Well, anyone that’s not a goofy to me

That couldn’t be you

It’s not what you did, it’s the shit that you do

You made some mistakes back when I was in school

You’re doing the same now, don’t know if you knew

Why you gotta do that to lil Roo

I heard that you had called your son a quitter

Commitment ain’t in the fam, I guess

I hope I don’t come off on this as bitter

But that’s just part of my brand I guess

‘Cause my last album let you off easy

Later found out it hurt you bad

Oh this motherfucker so greedy

Ain’t even tell ‘em you a person that

Manipulates anyone

Flaked on their family, ‘cause they found a better one

Say they regret shit, but also claims innocence

Saying don’t leave me, but sorry, it’s getting done

You love me

You love me not

Are you only happy when I do exactly what you want

You trust me

I trust you not

Because you ain’t exactly close to being happy with what I want

You swore it, you promised it

Told me you loved me for me, not what I could be

But that ain’t the case now that all signs of you been erased out

I’m watching the days count

13 Days without you or having a breakdown

Breakdown

Stay out

Stay out

13 Days and Counting

For the first time on this podcast, Pres is joined by his brother Taven who is similar in age and life aspirations. This leads the duo to discuss work/life balance, what happiness and success mean to them, as well as what turns into a therapy session where they unpack their childhood trauma when it comes to brotherhood. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop!

Song: "⁠Is It...?⁠⁠"

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Lyrics:

I’ve been realizing that the problem here is me

I’m thinking ‘bout my dad, I’m ashamed that we don’t speak

As much as I’d like to, that goes for my mom and bros also

But dedication to myself has put me at a crossroads

‘Cause I’ve been hella stingy with my time

But they’ve been adamant to text and see what’s on my mind

Like what have you been up to

And what have you been doing

All the simple shit that people talk about as humans

Guess I must be a different breed

I’m cold and tell ‘em I don’t care

But I’m expecting every single one of them to still be there

The second that I need ‘em

Man what the fuck is that

‘Cause when they need my ass, there’s no telling where I’m at

Shit, I could be at work or I could be at home

But even when at home, I can’t talk, I’m in the zone

Well sometimes it’s true, but that don’t mean it’s right

Been spending time on things instead of spending time with life

And shit, I gotta switch it, I gotta pivot

I gotta window, don’t wanna miss it

I love my kinfolk more than the mission

I really think so, but I don’t live it

I have been so, so very distant

I think it’s time I fix it

Is my biggest fear not achieving all my goals

Or is it winning everything alone

Well shit, with my arrogance it’s gotta be the latter

Climbing up the ranks can’t be the only thing that matters, shit

I wanna live on the Forbes list, the Billboard charts

The box office and in your hearts

Well is gonna happen is it

That shit ain’t gon make me happy is it

I wanna be a man that I would idolize at ten

And change the world in ways that it won’t be the same again

Well is gonna happen is it

That shit ain’t gon make me happy is it

6 months later, still in the same position

I’m starting to think that this how my brain conditioned

I push everything aside for some insane ambition

This strange affliction’s only growing and there ain’t no fixing

Nah, fuck that

I’m way too hard-headed to trust that

I’m looking in the mirror asking “How did I become that”

Become this, before I see the fam, need at least one hit

If I’m losing myself then really I ain’t won shit

You hear that line before the punchline, I done cried

When Tayden told me “Hit a joint to unwind”

It’s fucked up when people like you better when you drugged up

It’s unjust, but then again should I have tried to funda-

Mentally change

Don’t think there’s any to blame

If only my brain didn’t only think of one name

And beat his ass every time that he said he would change

But reverted back to ways after working at it for days

I don’t think I’m actually sane

Swear the boy got passion for days

But he got no passion for people

He feel like attachment’s inane

But he still attacking for fame

For reasons he cannot explain

He’s leaving his heart all alone

And believing leaving it’s okay

Shit, As long as he get the plaques

As long as he get the mills

As long as he get the max

And got damn it, he will

As long as he’s been in this trap

Is he ever leaving it fulfilled

I think that I know the answer

But I’m keeping it concealed

I wanna live on the Forbes list, the Billboard charts

The box office and in your hearts

Well is gonna happen is it

That shit ain’t gon make me happy is it

I wanna be a man that I would idolize at ten

And change the world in ways that it won’t be the same again

Well is gonna happen is it

That shit ain’t gon make me happy is it

Pres is joined once again by his mom to discuss "Hold Me Close" and more specifically, the nightmare experience that inspired the creation of this song. At the end of the day, this is a song about cherishing loved ones and these two discuss what that means to them and how they plan on continuing to do that in the future. Thank you so much for tuning in and make sure to follow us to get updated when new episodes drop!

Song: "Hold Me Close⁠⁠⁠⁠"

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Lyrics:

I had a dream that I was stuck inside the rat race

No matter what I did, there’s no escaping that place

And once I actually woke up, I swear my ass raced

Right up to my mom, asked could we talk and she said yeah, wait

And by the time she speaking, I was balling

And by the time she reaching me, my knees weak and I’m falling

She sat me down, I told her how I’d seen all I was scared about

And nobody would let me out, the metaphor’s appalling

A calling

Telling me I’m too stressed out

‘Bout me succeeding, that’s the only thing I’m ruthless ‘bout

Think spending time with my fam hella useless now

But what’s gon’ happen when I’m lonely on a fruitless route

I’m planting seeds in some career that I don’t need

Instead of keeping three hours for the fam a week

But when I’m weak, who reaching to get me up off my knees

The people I don’t give no equal time and that’s on me, please

Hold Me Close

Barely feeling like a man nowadays

Almost nothing ever going by the plans nowadays

I don’t even make the time for the fam nowadays but they

Hold Me Close

All the love, nah it can’t fade away

They the ones that got me feeling like I can save the day

Trynna run it up and take care of my fam straightaway ‘cause they

Hold Me Close

Hold me

Hold me, yeah, yeah

Don’t let go

Don’t let go, no

My pops telling me to keep going

So fuck it, I guess

‘Cause way before I even had a single touch of success

I had a mop for competition and bucket for sweat, yeah

And I ain’t close to done with it yet

Always investing in myself

I’m Warren Buffet with Pres

I’m taking more than the rest

I’m giving more than my best

Always ignoring the stress

Until it shortens my breath ‘cause

Anxiety be on the phone

But I can’t handle it alone

Though everybody else’ll roam

My fam will always be my home, yeah

Time is of the essence

My family and my best friends

I barely give my presence, it weighs on me

But I don’t make corrections

I don’t deserve redemption

But when I need connection, don’t flake on me

Hold Me Close

Barely feeling like a man nowadays

Almost nothing ever going by the plans nowadays

I don’t even make the time for the fam nowadays but they

Hold Me Close

All the love, nah it can’t fade away

They the ones that got me feeling like I can save the day

Trynna run it up and take care of my fam straightaway ‘cause they

Hold Me Close

Hold me

Hold me, yeah, yeah

Don’t let go

Don’t let go, no

Hold Me Close

Don’t let go