Holy Lyrics

Yeah (Two!)

Some real ass shit (RDI too shit)

As always, i'm the one that's uplifting my niggas (Yeah!)

Two! (Whoo!)

Uh, RDI two shit! (It's Nast)

Look! Yeah (Uh! Yeah!)

Look, I told my brother that i'm plottin' on a mill (Yeah)

I know people be thinking i'm buggin', but this for real (It is)

A mill not even no bread for real, that's the whole kill (It's not)

So be careful before you move to fast and sign that record deal (Damn!)

You know them taxes is a bitch for real (A bitch for real)

And a million dollars ain't a million dollars no more (Huh!)

I promise it's like six for real (Kill!)

Six hundred thousand once they take they cut (Huh!)

So when you sign that million dollar check

Just know that's not a million bucks (That's crazy)

See the money it come and it go

I'ma make a cool hunnid, give fifty to bro

You can make you a bag it's about what you know

At the top it get lonely, I ain't rushing to blow

No! Uh! I said the times we in is crazy ain't it (It is!)

I give my momma a stack of blues the lady damn near fainted (Hey momma!)

Remember twelve found out my plan I had to rearrange it (Fuck twelve!)

Now they like, "What you on?"

I'm like, "Nigga, didn't I just explain this?"

But i'm like, "Man, let me just cooperate before this shit get dangerous" (I swear)

Believe it or not, but I seen a street nigga turn plaintiff

That shit broke my heart (It did)

Whether you with me or not i'ma still make the charts (I will!)

Giving out game when I rap cause my shit is like liberal arts

Trust me I know who was there from the start

It's okay to be you so embrace who you are

Better stack up a ten 'for you go get that car

And that work you put in gon' decide who get far

When I speak to you I ain't trynna sound like i'm preaching

They leachin', so I tell the truth like a Deacon

I been stackin' and eating

Cause I gotta couple of plugs out New York and they all Puerto Rican

If the paper ain't there when I land then i'm leaving

I been itchin' to bag you just give me a reason

From 'Ohood' to 'Gburg' to 'Gtown' to Wheaton

From Downtown to DC, i'm good in my region

From 'Bmore' to Philly, my niggas get busy

Start spinnin' yo shit till the driver get dizzy (Glrrrt! Bah!)

If it's really a problem then come and get with me (Huh!)

If you ain't want a leader on yo team why the fuck would you pick me

I had to learn to get shifty

I went and bought her a pair of the Owens

Not talkin' bout TO, i'm talkin' bout Ricky

Whoever lose me, I know they gon' miss me (Ha!)

Ha! It's Nast

Capital B (Two! Two!)

Feel what i'm sayin'?

Never getting put inside a box (RDI too Shit! Uh)

(Never, two!)

Steady just breaking barriers and trying new things

Letting y'all know i'm really like that

Two (Yeah!)

Nigga watch who you be around, this shit is not a joke (It's not, I promise)

Niggas'll backstab you the moment you think it's sweet (Don't let yo guard down nigga)

Yeah! I'm just keeping this shit the realest, RDI too boy (Yeah, the realest in it)

I'm really that, i'm really him (Swear)

Really making this shit happen one way or another (Yeah, for real)

Look, It's Nast