Hold On chords by Lil Tjay

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
Am F
Am F
Am F
Am F


Hook:
     Am                      F                          Am
Yeah, I think it's time to shine, I've been waiting so long
                F                         Am
Broski serving time, he been gone for so long
                    F                             Am
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us, just hold on
              F                 Am
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
                      F                      Am
In the telly sippin' Henny and I got my robe on
                            F                            Am
And they know I'm throwin' bullets, told the opps to go long
                             F                        Am
They weren't ready for that last year, told us, "Hold on"
                     F                             Am
Bro gone, ain't no chill button, and we gon' go strong

Verse 1:
                               F
Hopping out, I got a MAC, hit 'em, do the dash, celebrate and laugh
Am
 I ain't one for all this to get physical
F
 Don't get left when they gotta' come visit you
 Am
Gang, gang, call 'em out to extort you (Skrt, skrt)
F
 Little more than 180 the Porsche do
Am
 Tjay shining 'cause I can afford to
F
 I'm a stain, so I gotta' move cautious
 Am
Happy I'm livin' the life I was given
 F
Now we ain't shakin', don't think that I'm slippin (Ah)
   Am
I pull up, I'm grippin', still makin' my chicken
     F
You mad? My bad, Lil Tjay ain't trippin'
          Am                                                 F
And they mad 'cause I'm stackin' my knots and fuckin' they thots
                                              Am
Yes, I'm still puttin' it on for the block, still on my way to the top
                       F
And I'm stealin' your food, 'cause my hunger ain't never gon' stop
  Am                                        F
Trauma fuck with my mind, ain't wastin' no time
                                 Am
I'm focused on betterin' mine, brothers gonna' run up your spot
                 F
Get shot from behind, Lil Tjay you one of a kind
Am
 It's the reason I gotta go off
           F
Take your moms out the hood, it don't matter the cost
 Am
17, life is short, but I'm rich and a boss
          F
See, the haters is mad 'cause they hate how I floss


Hook:
Am                      F                          Am
 I think it's time to shine, I've been waiting so long
                F                         Am
Broski serving time, he been gone for so long
                    F                             Am
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us, just hold on
              F                 Am
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
                      F                      Am
In the telly sippin' Henny and I got my robe on
                            F                            Am
And they know I'm throwin' bullets, told the opps to go long
                             F                        Am
They weren't ready for that last year, told us, "Hold on"
                     F                             Am
Bro gone, ain't no chill button, and we gon' go strong


Verse 2:
                   F                                         Am
Bro gone, bodies drop all the time and I'm still finna kill some
                              F
Run up on me and that steel drummin'
                                         Am
All my life I've been hungry, that meal coming (Ah)
                                   F
Me and my niggas must gettin' no credit

We tryna see commas on debit
Am                                  F
 I tell my niggas, "We all gon' be fine, I promise, remember I said it"
 Am
Hop in the foreign, switch lanes (Switch)
                F
I took of the brain for all them nights we went through pain
  Am
Drippy, I'm making it rain
             F
Lil Tjay my name, you see what it say on the chain
Am
 I've been doing my own thing
         F                                    Am
When it come to that money, I flip it like cocaine

She eat up and get protein
        F
I just hit it and dump it, no cuffing her, no games (No games)
Am
 I be sittin' with no shame
          F                                       Am
And I've been that nigga before rapping with no chain

Where I come from, they tote thangs
      F                                           Am
Lil' niggas out buckin' and they shooting with no aim (No aim)

You ain't ever put in no pain
         F                                           Am
How the fuck you gon' tell on your homie? That's so lame (Lame)

I don't ever say no names
       F
So my goal is to get to the top with the whole gang (Gang)


Hook:
Am                      F                          Am
 I think it's time to shine, I've been waiting so long
                F                         Am
Broski serving time, he been gone for so long
                    F                             Am
And I promise I'ma do this shit for us, just hold on
              F                 Am
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
                      F                      Am
In the telly sippin' Henny and I got my robe on
                            F                            Am
And they know I'm throwin' bullets, told the opps to go long
                             F                        Am
They weren't ready for that last year, told us, "Hold on"
                     F                             Am
Bro gone, ain't no chill button, and we gon' go strong


Post-Hook:
F      Am F         Am
  Hold on, gone so long
     F
Hold on, oh


Outro:
Am F
Am F
Am F
Am F