Holyfield

Yeah, uh huh
Champú
What it do?
Yuh

I'm breakin' them down, like I'm Holyfield
I call the shots, like I'm Holyfield
These niggas they bite, like I'm Holyfield
But I got the fight, like I'm Holyfield
I'm breakin' them down, like I'm Holyfield
I call the shots, like I'm Holyfield
These niggas they bite, like I'm Holyfield
But I got the fight, I'm like Holyfield

I'm like Holyield, Holyfield
Holy shit, yeah, Holyield
Holyfield, Holyfield
Holy shit, yeah, Holyield
Yeah Holyield, Holyfield
Holy shit, yeah, Holyield
Yeah
Yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh

I pack the punch like I'm Holyfield
Chaddy Champu a Champ, like I'm Holyfield
Say they tryna munch like I'm Holyfield
All these demons they test me, I'm holy still
I'm a Winner, don't doubt it, I know this shit
Niggas look at me funny, I notice it
That's the price that you pay when you killing shit
Got that presence and power, you feel that shit
I don't want any beef, I just eat that shit
But if Mens wanna smoke, let them bring that shit
All the lurking and scheming, I see that shit
I don't want any crown, they can keep the shit
'Cause the industry tricky, I see that shit
They know Youngsta the best fucking lyricist
Eagle deserved Awards for that Yellow shit
Kiernan king of the continent, He the shit

And I'm Holyield, Holyfield
Holy shit, yeah, Holyield
Man I'm Holyfield, I'm Holyfield
I'm Holyfield, yeah, Holyield
(Yeah Holyfield)
Man I'm Holyield, Holyfield
Holy shit, yeah, Holyield

Man I'm...(I'm like Holyfield)
(Hold up, Holy shit)
(Holy shit)
Yeah

I'm breakin' them down, like I'm Holyfield
I call the shots, like I'm Holyfield
These niggas they bite, like I'm Holyfield
But I got the fight, I'm like Holyfield
I'm breakin' them down, like I'm Holyfield
I call the shots, like I'm Holyfield
These niggas they bite, like I'm Holyfield
But I got the fight, I'm like Holyfield
Yeah

In my hood, I get respect and love
Guess I'm not the most respected one
'Cause I ain't ever made it on the charts
Or slanged and spent a night behind the bars
Or drive around in all the fancy cars. but you can see I'm meant to be a star
I'm just tryna take this higher up
Guess that's why I'm always fired up
I been game ready since I was in nappies
They gon' tell you different, but it's all a lie
I got the flow you need, I got the hoes on me
Money making Mitch, I'm the fucking guy
I got a rap bar, for every whack bar, these lame Rappers spitting
They gon' notice me
I got the talent man
Fuck a "teller man"
I got hay-makers like I'm Holyield
Yeah

Holyield
Holy shit, yeah, Holyield
Holyfield, Holyfield
Yeah I'm holy shit, yeah, Holyield
(Yeah Holyfield, I'm Holyfield)
Yeah Holyield, Holyfield
Holy shit, yeah, Holyield
(I'm Holyfield, I'm like Holyfield)
I'm Holyfield, Holyfield (Holyfield)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm breakin' them down, like I'm Holyfield
I call the shots, like I'm Holyfield
These niggas they bite, like I'm Holyfield
But I got the fight, I'm like Holyfield
Yeah, I'm breakin' them down, like I'm Holyfield
I call the shots, like I'm Holyfield
These niggas they bite, like I'm Holyfield
But I got the fight, I'm like Holyfield
Yeah I'm Holyield



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Writer(s): Chad Williams
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