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Holy Water (feat. Chrys J.) Video (MV)






DeVin MaZe X Kxng Solo. - Holy Water (feat. Chrys J.) Lyrics




Yeah
I know people take my kindness for weakness
But that's ok
'Cause that's the same thing I did to my teachers
Spiritually connected and not just cause my pops is a preacher
Or because I'd never see him
'Cause everyone else would need him
Found myself lost and it almost cost me my life and freedom
On many occasions
Found myself facing a greater evil
Facing my demons
On the floor facing up to the steeple
To facing L's and putting smiles on the face of the people
Try to relax
Don't need favors
If I need p***y or some paper
I get that
Got my team, they got my back
What do you love, work at that
Here to move forward and not back
Smoke this weed and produce crack
Looking for the bigger picture, searching through a bunch of stacks
Till I get tired
Sip this Henny, hit this L till I'm inspired
Wanna be stars, 'till they learn what is required
Too many marks on this road from my tires
I'll move forward, we'll get higher
Father guide me through the fire

Rolling marijuana for my n***s that's been slaughtered
Sipping sangria for my teachers and my leaders
Make belief and never make believers
Strange is peaceful so we blaze the reefer

All my n****s drink well, smoke good (Ooh)
All my n****s drink well, smoke good
All my n****s drink well (Ooh)
We need some holy water
Holy father can't you hear the broken hearted

She said she know people take her kindness for weakness
But it's ok
Cause there's something everybody can teach us
Family issues
So many damaged, misused and angry creatures
Coping with knees by sneakers
Since she had access to bleachers
Being praised for her features
Finds herself tryna keep up
Smoking to stay above it
Lowkey looking for leaders
But ends up saying f**k it
How can she trust her teachers
When they're the ones that's 'cuffin her a** when no one's 'lookin
She liked it so she took it
Access to things she shouldn't
Step by step
On the slippery slope to central booking
Searching for something greater
Or maybe somebody to love 'cause she surrounded by haters
Chasing paper, wishing someone would save her
I mean
She heard where she's from it's illegal to dream
Sitting staring at screens
Envious of everything
Justifying her means
Ends up right back on the scene
Baby better ain't as far as it seems
I'm saying

Rolling marijuana for my n***s that's been slaughtered
Sipping sangria for my teachers and my leaders
Make belief and never make believers
Strange is peaceful so we blaze the reefer

All my n****s drink well, smoke good (Ooh)
All my n****s drink well, smoke good
All my n****s drink well (Ooh)
We need some holy water
Holy father can't you hear the broken hearted

Will I forever be a local artist
Will I appeal beyond a local market
Would you love me if none of my poems charted
I'll take the tree my n***a hold the partridge

A starving artist looking for the harvest
All she do is drink well, f**k good (Ooh)
All she do is drink well, f**k good (All I do is drink)

And n***a all I do is drink well (Ooh)
We need some holy water holy father cant you heal the
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Yeah
I know people take my kindness for weakness
But that's ok
'Cause that's the same thing I did to my teachers
Spiritually connected and not just cause my pops is a preacher
Or because I'd never see him
'Cause everyone else would need him
Found myself lost and it almost cost me my life and freedom
On many occasions
Found myself facing a greater evil
Facing my demons
On the floor facing up to the steeple
To facing L's and putting smiles on the face of the people
Try to relax
Don't need favors
If I need p***y or some paper
I get that
Got my team, they got my back
What do you love, work at that
Here to move forward and not back
Smoke this weed and produce crack
Looking for the bigger picture, searching through a bunch of stacks
Till I get tired
Sip this Henny, hit this L till I'm inspired
Wanna be stars, 'till they learn what is required
Too many marks on this road from my tires
I'll move forward, we'll get higher
Father guide me through the fire

Rolling marijuana for my n***s that's been slaughtered
Sipping sangria for my teachers and my leaders
Make belief and never make believers
Strange is peaceful so we blaze the reefer

All my n****s drink well, smoke good (Ooh)
All my n****s drink well, smoke good
All my n****s drink well (Ooh)
We need some holy water
Holy father can't you hear the broken hearted

She said she know people take her kindness for weakness
But it's ok
Cause there's something everybody can teach us
Family issues
So many damaged, misused and angry creatures
Coping with knees by sneakers
Since she had access to bleachers
Being praised for her features
Finds herself tryna keep up
Smoking to stay above it
Lowkey looking for leaders
But ends up saying f**k it
How can she trust her teachers
When they're the ones that's 'cuffin her a** when no one's 'lookin
She liked it so she took it
Access to things she shouldn't
Step by step
On the slippery slope to central booking
Searching for something greater
Or maybe somebody to love 'cause she surrounded by haters
Chasing paper, wishing someone would save her
I mean
She heard where she's from it's illegal to dream
Sitting staring at screens
Envious of everything
Justifying her means
Ends up right back on the scene
Baby better ain't as far as it seems
I'm saying

Rolling marijuana for my n***s that's been slaughtered
Sipping sangria for my teachers and my leaders
Make belief and never make believers
Strange is peaceful so we blaze the reefer

All my n****s drink well, smoke good (Ooh)
All my n****s drink well, smoke good
All my n****s drink well (Ooh)
We need some holy water
Holy father can't you hear the broken hearted

Will I forever be a local artist
Will I appeal beyond a local market
Would you love me if none of my poems charted
I'll take the tree my n***a hold the partridge

A starving artist looking for the harvest
All she do is drink well, f**k good (Ooh)
All she do is drink well, f**k good (All I do is drink)

And n***a all I do is drink well (Ooh)
We need some holy water holy father cant you heal the
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Writer: Chrys Sims, Damien Boyd, Stevie Berry II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave


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