I hear a lot about sinners Don't think that I'll be a saint But I might go down to the river 'Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch Yeah, it's makin' me say The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy Oh God Runnin' to the altar like a track star Can't wait another second 'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy I don't do well with the drama And no, I can't stand it bein' fake No, no, no, no, no, no-no-no I don't believe in nirvana 'Cause the way that we love in the night gave me life Baby, I can't explain The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy (Yes, oh God) Oh God Runnin' to the altar like a track star Can't wait another second The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy They say we're too young and The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'" Wise men say, "Fools rush in" But I don't know (ah-ah, ah, ah) They say we're too young and The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'" Wise men say, "Fools rush in" But I don't know The first step pleases the Father Might be the hardest to take But when you come out of the water I'm a believer, my heart is fleshy Life is short with a temper like Joe Pesci They wanna come and sing Your praises, Your name is catchy But they don't see you how I see you, Parlay and Desi Cross, Tween, Tween, Hesi' hit the jet speed If they get messy, go lefty, like Lionel Messi Let's take a trip and get the Vespas or rent a jet-ski I know the spots that got the best weed, we goin' next week I wanna honor, wanna honor You I'm my father's child I know when the son takes the first steps, the Father's proud If you make it to the water, He will part the clouds I know He made you a snack like Oscar Proud Suffer it to be, so now gotta clean it up Formalize the union, in communion He can trust I know I ain't leavin' you like I know He ain't leavin' us I know we believe in God, and I know God believes in us The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me (It feels so) feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy (it feels so) It feels so holy

Want to hear all their preaching, man, look It's a difference between preaching and speaking from experience (we give 'em hope) We the one's moving around them trenches man (we give 'em hope) I got them niggas woke, man (we give 'em hope) I give them niggas hope, man (we are the hope) Make sure you tell them (tell 'em) Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) We live in the days where niggas do shit without even thinking about it (thinking about it) But who am I to talk? Blew 50k without thinking about it (thinking about it) Beefin' with niggas about shit so stupid, we shouldn't be beefing about it If you in high school, I encourage you, go try to make it to college (go try to make it) Got niggas in prison Your body locked up, don't let your mind be Daydream, make a plan, write it out, don't forget that your mind free Don't let that wasted time be a waste of time, that's how niggas get back in chains Bro only 5'8" but he run up and bang on you like he 'Bron James Fuckin' up the money, steady buying chains (buying chains) But this what I wanted Bust down Rollie, AP, shit feel good and look good, don't it? I got the ball, got hit, fumbled Picked it back up, scored six on 'em Did a field goal with the Louis kicks on 'em Said I would lose, got the win on 'em like Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) I'm in the trenches (I'm in the trenches) I give 'em hope (hope, hope) I get 'em books (I get 'em books) I get 'em coats (coats, coats) They fuck with the kid (fuck with the kid) I'm the adult Bitch, I'm the father figure, nigga the coach Fuck a result, I want revolt You want the bow ties, well, you need a co-sign And I'm at your bowtie, since you let Bettie Jones die Gotta go hit up COPA, then I go hit the folks (huh) Then I go hit up Sosa, gotta hitcha from both sides Get the Zulu and Xhosa and I gotta ride shotgun Ain't no fun when you ghost ride, tell the mayor I'm gon' slide And the city my co-pilot, nothin' but a lil' more mileage You don't want the type of smoke I lift (huh! Huh!) Shake this bitch open with both eyelids Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope)

I got angels runnin' 'way, I got demons huntin' me I know 'Pac was 25, I know Jesus 33 I tell death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed with me I say, "God, that's a woman, I know she would die for me" They want a barcode on my wrist To auction off the kids that don't fit their description of a utopia (black) Like a problem won't exist if I just don't exist If I grew up without a single pot to piss in, pardon me for ventin' Congress got the nerve to call itself religious Rich just gettin' richer, we just tryna live our life Momma mixed the vodka with the Sprite They killed my cousin with a pocket knife while my uncle on the phone He was gone for more than half my life He got out a year and then he died I was on the road, talking to my father on the phone Left the city when I was just four, none of them would get along Mama beggin' him for winter clothes I was chillin' with my nigga Spook, now they tryna take his- Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't never had shit, yeah Light don't mean lit in the dark, fight don't mean fists, ooh Eyes don't see, eyes don't see Ice don't freeze, light don't leave I don't mean lie to me Tell me I'll be okay, tell me happier days Tell me that she my bae, that I won't be alone Tell 'em I'll be okay, when he ask, "How's my day?" Tell 'em that we the same, tell em' that we not safe I got my grandaddy's soul, I'm at war, that's on my mind I seen Walter body cold Wish I could switch it with mine I'm not worried 'bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted times I still go to social functions even though I'm so anti No, I'm no Rihanna, the court gonna throw it like Donovan, down a bit, I just been modelin' My whole career as if 'Pac was here Studio monitors shakin', I raise the apartments I'm bonded with profit, I made what I made, and allot it Amount of time that's in my mind, the time you was watchin' So stop comparing me to people, no, I am not them A lot of people dream until they shit or get sh- That's life, mama mixed the vodka with the Sprite They killed my cousin with a pocket knife, while my uncle on the phone He was gone for more than half my life He got out a year and then he died I was on a road, talking to my father on the phone Left the city when I was just four, none of them would get along Mama beggin' him for winter clothes I was chillin' with my nigga Spook, now they tryna take his life

I'm so alone But all of my friends, but all of my friends, got some shit to do, yea All of 'em got plans, I call 'em up, "my bad," and text 'em They never cross me like bad pedestrians I've been this awkward since adolescence I don't know how long I had depression Never no peer-pressure, I'm tryna' get my little pecker Off in some girl I call my BFF, that ain't no secret kept I fucked then told my cousin, I'm broke, I wasn't buzzin' I tried to hit a few years, she wasn't budgin' I'm bogus, left my girl for some shawty Surely deservin' of all this lonely "You sad? Tell me, how are you sad? You got all of these friends, you got all of these fans" I ain't trust nobody new since 2012, I ain't let nobody in Jesus got killed for our sins, Walter got killed for a coat I'm tryna' cope, but it's a part of me gone and apparently I'm alone I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe I'm so alone Just me and my girl, she leave me for work, then leave me for school She finally home, I leave her for tour FaceTiming nudity, yeah All of this new to me, yeah All of the infidelity when I was 17 Been catchin' up, I still feel like she catch me cheating Niggas askin' me how tour was Knowin' I been home like 2 months And I seen your ass like 2 times Save the small-talk like too, damn no time, social interaction Have female friends I found attractive I tried to fuck, but I am no savage Now we don't speak, we just walk past If my past could talk, it'd probably reply to the missed calls after all 'Cause the friendships that I can't recall, Done turned my heart into camouflage While the guys I used to play basketball with Doing shit that I can't endorse Now with the Lord, now it really pours down Was alone then, still alone now I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back right away I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe I'm barely here, how I ain't present Yeah I drift for a second Forgot to reply to your message But only she, I been the same in your presence Counting the seconds, before I reply to your message My biggest fear, is that I have to say goodbye another time So I just keep tellin' her I'm on, hopefully prolonging this I don't need nobody new to miss I want you to know, uuh Sirens on the way, ayy Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ayy Now we're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ayy Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ayy Now we're lying where the angels, ye Ridin' through the city I'm young, I'm black, I'm guilty I know one time want to kill me They don't know me but they fear me Fifteen years old with the sticky They gon' blame it on the marijuana Hands behind your head And they won't let up off the head What if I move to this one state? What if they shootin' that shit hit? What if I run then it look bad? Drawing they gun right off the hip I'm probably deservin', 'cause I know they serve and protect But they think I'm servin', or they think my cellphone's a weapon Heard that the robber wore a black mask I fit the description, a.k.a. nigga, what is the difference Is it the name, we so divided I'm from Division Clutch that purse 'cause of my dreadlocks Cross that street 'cause I'm with my friends Curse every song in Hip-Hop Keep telling yourself it's a fad Sirens on the way, ayy Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ayy Now we're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ayy Now you're lying where the angels lay (yeah) Sirens on the way, ayy Now we're lying where the