Holy - Reo Cragun

I’m a sorry little bastard

Oh, don’t cry for me

Meditating at the hotel

I done sold out the seats

Bag on 'em

Can’t be cutting slack to 'em

Don’t you talk back to me

They be throwing racks at me

These days I’m taxing em

You better know it

I act like I’m alright

I act like I’m just fine

I pray that I heal with time

But if I don’t, well, that’s just life

These girls back home be treating niggas like I’m holy ghost

I came through swinging in this game, they was like «holy smokes»

And now I only rode the whip, they got a pack

I’m balling off of shit I never had

Mama called me up, yeah she be stressing over shit

Daddy in the pain, yeah I be praying for the man

Well, I came out the rain, yeah I was lurking in the mist

Yeah, I been broke as hell, I’ll never do that shit again (no, no)

I just, one quick time (to say sorry)

I, oh, I, have been on hiatus I’m the coldest nigga in this nigga, ain’t I?

Shout to Kid Cudi cause he saved my life

I went with 10k and I payed their price

I made this beat a loop but it feels just right

I’ve been waiting for this year my whole damn life

I got flows, on flows, on flows

Boy, your income gross

We the ones they chose

Them boys' doors got closed

I made one hundred songs just this last year

I left the label like — disappear (Houdini)

You toss from now

Don’t be acting foul

Had to knock doors down

That’s why it took a while

I’m dropping in a few months, this shit’s about to get wild

I made it out, no gimmicks, what y’all got to say now?

Hmmm, what y’all got to say now?

Hmmm, what y’all got to say now?

Hmmm, what y’all got to say now?

Heh-heh-heh, skrrrrrrrr