Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Holy Ghost, artist - Khary
Date of issue: 12.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Holy Ghost |
Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost |
I just keep on pushing till it rolls |
I was stressing, everything is fine now |
Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah) |
Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost (Holy Ghost) |
I just keep on pushing till it rolls (Till it rolls) |
I was stressing, everything is fine now |
Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah) |
Hooray, I ain’t gotta floss for a toothache |
Fuck a part-time, I ain’t drinking out the Kool-Aid |
If we being honest, I’ll be making more than you make |
Back in 2012, I was living outta' suitcase |
I’ve been on a new wave |
Women tryna swipe right, I just step back, let 'em jump for the bouquet |
I don’t trust anybody telling me it’s too late |
A youngin', I was jealous 'cause my brother had a two-way |
Damn, look how the boy done came up |
Stuck to myself, I don’t fuck with strangers |
Followed my heart to a pot of gold |
But still know the money comes with alt control |
Don’t press delete, the flesh is a press release |
The less we seek, the more we get pressed to speak |
The jest in me, enjoys when I’m left to reach |
The recipe, was simply to invest in me |
The quest to be something important |
I do not club-hop, nigga, I’m borin' |
I’m working until the sub pops, up in the morning |
I would rather die enormous than to live life dormant |
I’m Goldilocks as a porridge, I really don’t sleep |
High-tailing a truck, I really won’t beep |
Love some from a distance up in the nosebleeds |
I was a sucker for love, it had me stuck in mud |
But I stuck to my guns, like Elmer, like Fudd, it’s basic |
Homie, you cannot replace us |
Give a fuck 'bout a racist, I had to run with no laces |
Was in VIP with no bracelets; |
I snuck in that bitch |
I made a plot to get rich |
Go mute, let my bank make the statements |
It’s truly amazin', you gotta stop all that hatin' |
And everyday’s a special occasion, yeah |
Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost |
I just keep on pushing till it rolls |
I was stressing, everything is fine now |
Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah) |
Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost (Holy Ghost) |
I just keep on pushing till it rolls (Till it rolls) |
I was stressing, everything is fine now |
Vivid and refined now, everything is mine now (Woah) (Holy, holy, ah) |
Is anyone really holy, holy? |
Do we all got a side the homies don’t see? |
There’s somebody in the back of the party on both knees |
Prayin', sayin', «Woe's me, I hope the hoes leave!» |
Mostly we follow the mold, like old cheese |
The pain tattooed to our body’s, a whole sleeve |
They even pit Bradley against Jolie |
Can’t stop shit from hittin' the net with a goalie (Goalies!) |
I’ve been dreamin' of a world where it’s legal to blow trees (Blow trees!) |
The federal don’t tweak, and the president don’t tweet |
But the pressure is on me to patch up a slow leak |
When I lost control, who was there to console me? |
I’m losin' steam, like top-of-the-stove tea |
But I’ll sit and think of all the blessings bestowed me |
Pay dues and attention, a lessons from OGs |
Que Será, whatever it’s gon' be |
Blessings, blessings, blessings, Holy Ghost (Ooh, Holy Ghost) |
I just keep on pushing till it rolls (Till it rolls) |