Holy Ghost

Album: At.Long.Last.A$AP (2015)
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  • Ayy, I have a message from the Most High that says
    "This nigga kept his soul from the Devil"
    It's true, I guess I mean, wait a minute now
    Is you people really that ign'ant? Really? Really?

    Church bells and choir sounds, tell 'em, "Quiet down"
    Bow your head, the Most High's around cocktails
    Guys and gals, miss me, ties and gowns happen now
    My attire sells, how you tryna sound? Stop it now
    They ask me why I don't go to church no more
    'Cause church is the new club and wine is the new bub
    And lies is the new drugs
    My sister the next stripper, my brother the next victim
    My usher the next tricker
    Satan givin' out deals, finna own these rappers
    The game is full of slaves and they mostly rappers
    You sold your soul first, then your homies after
    Let's show these stupid field niggas they could own they masters
    Holy smokes, I think my pastor was the only folk
    To own the Rollie, Ghost and Rolls Royces with no Holy Ghost
    And get your shit prepared, face your fears, all you niggas scared
    Say your prayers, pray he fit upstairs, it's our only hope

    Church bells and choir sounds, tell 'em, "Quiet down"
    Bow your head, the Most High's around, Lord
    (These things are not right, these things is not right) Lord
    (Hell, nobody's ever defined) Lord

    The pastor had a thing for designer glasses (holy)
    Yeah, I'm talkin' fancy plates and diamond glasses
    The ushers keep skimmin' the collection baskets
    And they tryna dine us with some damn wine and crackers
    Who's more important than your Lord and Savior?
    Won't let the pearly gates up in this
    Probably do that on your poor behavior
    My mentor got a couple tips to save ya
    Just be sure to count it as my only favor, thank me later
    Uh, every night I stayed up sayin' prayer, made me greater, uh
    Let's savor chasin' green for collard greens and baked potatoes
    On the table, pray for cable, hit the label, now we major
    Ha, I got my own relationship with God, Lord

    Holy ghost, I'm on my knees, I'm on my knees
    Holy ghost, you're all I need, you're all I need
    Holy ghost, I'm on my knees, I'm on my knees
    Holy ghost, you're all I need, you're all I need (let me down, let me down, let me down)
    Holy ghost, I'm on my knees, I'm on my knees (let me down, let me down, let me down) Writer/s: Burton Brian, Fox Joe, Mayers Rakim, Nichols Benjamin
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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