Ant2k - HOLY (THE INTRO)

Clips in the ash tray
Send my blessing up to god until my last day
Ain't no time for dwelling on the past days
Road to riches started off a stray
Threw the dog the ball, he took the game and ran away
Cooking up I got the sauce
2K Bobby Flay
For my niggas out here moving fish filet
Make it out the city, everyday we pray
Talk to god I heard him say
Just stay patient, man yo time gon come
Hotboxing in the closet
Me Johnny and C Buns
Show you how to switch it up like I'm putting out reruns
Knew some niggas moving weight
You would think he had 3 ton
That's just wasn't my style
I put the work in the 9 to 5 hoping that it gon pile
Learn a little bout investments
Now it stay for awhile
OG like ya favorite Jordans
Dripping wet like the Nile
White girl want me like Amanda
Say I'm totally Kyle
But now she putting on a show
Cuz she forgot how to smile
She know I'm on dial
Heart cold
Ice it out and put it on her wrist
For the times that she could never forget, and never regret
She say she love me but I get her pissed
Sun kissed
Mocha Chocolate
Like she came from Swiss
Know I'm crazy wit the words
Just hoping I get a hit
Slow it down for em so they understand
That the kid is legit
Life is like a movie
I just mastered my script
Singing love songs like I'm Cole
Think I'm on a Power Trip
Wear my ice
When I get the cream
Go bananas
Then I split
They ain't know I make deserts and shit
Hating on me but they know I'm down to earth and shit.
Since birth and shit
You would think think I ran with A$AP
The way I put in that (WORK) and shit
Big bounce like I'm Uzi Vert and shit
I'm born to be a star
Aiming for the top
Baby steps still make it far
I can never stop
It don't matter how you make it
Check ya stocks
Every tick every tock

Know a couple dudes stuck on the block
Still with the Glock
I don't make it
I lace up them dirty jays and I'm back on the clock
In my zone
Feeling like I got the game on lock
(Yeah yeah yeah)

Just let that beat rock for a little bit
(2 Fucking K are you serious)

Lately I've been feeling real holy
Tryna put on for the fam
Gotta do this for my brodies
In the Warzone
I scoop up the loot up
For the loadie
Know a couple white dudes
We close like Zach and Cody
In the office boy I'm like Michael Scott
I ain't no Toby

I just hope I go out as a legend like I'm Kobe
And RIP to Pop
I hit my dance
She love it how I move slowly
Iced out Audemars
Got her tryna skate like a goalie
You a square with a Rollie
Mr. Poly Oly
That's how long I been in the mix
Tryna make a hit
Young boy getting money since before Weezy signed Lil Twist
Born for this
Just in case you didn't get the gist
Ouuu shee a baddie needa add her to the list
(Yah yah)

Written by:
JAMAL ANTONGEORGEE

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