Holy

Ooh, yeah, I can hear the angels sing, holy, holy is our King
Whoa, holy, holy, holy is Your name
Holy, holy, holy is our King
Yeah, uh, yeah, Father God reign

Father God, reign
No longer a slave changed my way's, so it's the only name I sang to
And it's holy, so holy
Devil trying to block my praise, but he a bad goalie
Raise your hands slowly, not for me, for the one true King
I ain't rap for no Rollie or Rolls Royce, even when the money came rolling in

My eyes on Him, giving back to those who feel lonely
Cause although we fall into sin, I ain't trying to Photoshop it away, Adobe
Cracking jokes like Joey, but no friends around
So I guess my fans are my homies
Thank God I got off the xans, cause it could've left with my mouth foaming

Ooh, yeah, I can hear the angels sing, holy, holy is our King
Whoa, holy, holy, holy is Your name
Holy, holy, holy is our King
Ooh, yeah, I thought I told you

No more pills, my prescription was swapped by the Holy Ghost
God, been refilling my hope, so now I can put my faith to work
Being showin' love to my enemies, and my friends and family
Yet, people sayin' I went berserk, but really, I'm just trying to stay holy

Bunch of people act like they know me, where were you when life was lowly?
But I'm still going to give back, because God told me
They made fun of me when I was bony, and even now when I'm enrolling souls
Not talking school, but I'm teaching y'all like Moby
Made your brains pop, shed your old one like a snake that's growing
Can you feel it now? His spirit is pouring

Ooh, yeah, I can hear the angels sing
Holy, holy is our King
Whoa, holy, holy, holy is Your name
Holy, holy, holy is our King



Credits
Writer(s): Adamaris Alamos, Martin Santiago
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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