No Holdin' Back

Yeah No holdin’ back, I (No holdin’) Already told ‘em that, yeah (Already told ‘em) My shooters do what I say so I feel like Doja Cat (I feel like Doja) My nigga sold the sack (My nigga sold the) Reppin’ the cul-de-sac (Reppin’ the cul-de) Trust me I know the track, so You gon’ get overlapped (You gon’ get over) No holdin’ back (No holdin’) They didn’t know the facts (They didn’t know them) God told me to step in, “Go ‘head and show them that” (Go ‘head and show them) Yeah some of those who rap (Those who rap) Them niggas told you cap (Told you cap) They had to call the exterminator I come expose the rats, yeah (I come expose the rats) They called me whack (Whack) There ain’t no fault in that (There ain’t no fault in) But now just know when you call me, I ain’t gon’ call you back (I ain’t gon’ call ya) Don’t want no part of that (Don’t want no part of) Now you a artifact (Now you a arti-) I do not know how to show love, That’s why my heart attack (That’s why my hearta-) I be your majesty, You lookin’ at the King I feel like Martin Luther Baby I have a dream These niggas mad to see They know it’s happening No wonder why I look down on them, This shit is saddening This shit is maddening My thoughts are battling They be like “how do you cope with this?” Baby, I had to sing I never had a thing I started traveling Told ‘em that I’m ‘bout to takeoff They tried to grab my wings, man No holdin’ back, I (No holdin’) Already told ‘em that, yeah (Already told ‘em) My shooters do what I say so I feel like Doja Cat (I feel like Doja) My nigga sold the sack (My nigga sold the) Reppin’ the cul-de-sac (Reppin’ the cul-de) Trust me I know the track, so You gon’ get overlapped (You gon’ get over) No holdin’ back (No holdin’) They didn’t know the facts (They didn’t know them) God told me to step in, “Go ‘head and show them that” (Go ‘head and show them) Yeah some of those who rap (Those who rap) Them niggas told you cap (Told you cap) They had to call the exterminator I come expose the rats, yeah