Mike Floss – Holy Ghost lyrics

Verse 1
Still chasing Hennessy with holy water
God gone probably punish me with only daughters
I can't escape my fate
I’m chasing victory
Mama called me yesterday
Apologized for guilting me
My sister got a baby due
What kind of world she coming to
Feel I’m hungry for some pain
A mouth to put a gun into
How come the ones I’m running from
Become the ones I run into
Back up in this bitch like metro police cop car number two
Black and breaking rules
This that 10 and 2
Lights on in the whip I been done stashed the jack from view
At my window tint
Convince them that I'm just confused
Then I get to move
Sleep my way through church and meet my mama in the vestibule
Riding with the homies got me smelling like some vegetables
Been chasing perfection finding failure every effort to
I think I should leave and live my life the way I’m destined to
Can I count on you to break out with me when I question you?


Hook
Now is you rolling
Hold up hold up
What you mean
Tell me what you fina Do
Just like that yo we can leave
Now is you rolling
I ain't perfect yea I know
I ain't holy I ain't close
Do your dance Holy Ghost

Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, testify, gone and let the spirit move

Still on my way out the dirt
Straight out the Bible my belt
Pass me the plate like a church
Still on my way out the dirt
Straight out the Bible my belt
Pass me the plate like a church


Verse2
I admit a make mistakes that I regret (whoa)
Let’s forget it happened and find out what’s next (whoa)
Because she would look for love when I would look for sex (whoa)
And Lord I know my mama ain’t raise me like that (whoa)
We just lying face to face and sharing lies (yah yah)
We both lost and I don’t know if we’ll survive (yah yah)
She don’t know if I be worth it all the time (yah yah)
But I when I pull up I bet she make up her mind (whoa)


Hook
Now is you rolling
Hold up hold up
What you mean
Tell me what you fina Do
Just like that yo we can leave
Now is you rolling
I ain't perfect yea I know
I ain't holy I ain't close
Do your dance Holy Ghost

Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, testify, gone and let the spirit move

Still on my way out the dirt
Straight out the Bible my belt
Pass me the plate like a church
Still on my way out the dirt
Straight out the Bible my belt
Pass me the plate like a church


Verse 3
You met me on 17th with leather seats from heaven
I met me you on whiskey shots and travel size Excedrin
Drowning out the past, just trying to tolerate the present
Fellowship of rebel shit you looking at the Reverend
I was born to drive a whip as old as Morgan Freeman
You was born to keep me on a closer walk with Jesus
I was born to die but dominate while I'm still breathing
And don't leave until my legacy is stunting for no reason


From that 15, spinners and pesos
I bet you ain’t never seen sinners with halos
Put them hands on you, we ain't praying or spiritual
Heard that you was looking for a sign well here it go
Round of applause at this stage you get clapped down
Yellow tape and chalk all I seen in the background
Living with my flaws until my soul in the white clouds
Face to face with God we gone laugh about right now

Right now, Right now
Right now, Right now
Right now, Right now
Right now, Hey Right now
Right now, Right now


Hook
Now is you rolling
Hold up hold up
What you mean
Tell me what you fina Do
Just like that yo we can leave
Now is you rolling
I ain't perfect yea I know
I ain't holy I ain't close
Do your dance Holy Ghost

Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, let it bang, let it bang, for the group
Let it ride, testify, gone and let the spirit move

Still on my way out the dirt
Straight out the Bible my belt
Pass me the plate like a church
Still on my way out the dirt
Straight out the Bible my belt
Pass me the plate like a church