Holy (feat. Chance The Rapper)

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 making me say

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy

On God

Running 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 being fake

(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)

I don't believe in nirvana

But the way that we love in the night gave me life

Baby, I can't explain

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy

On God

Running 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

They say we're too young and

The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushing"

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 crushing"

Wise men say fools rush in

But I don't know (Chance the Rapper)

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 always 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

When 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 going next week

I wanna honor, wanna honor you

Bride's groom, I'm my father's child

I know when the son takes the first steps, the Father's proud (yes)

If you make it to the water, He'll part the clouds (uh)

I know He made you a snack like Oscar Proud (mwah)

Suffer it to be so now gotta clean it up (ooh)

Formalize the union in communion, He can trust (woo)

I know I ain't leaving you like I know He ain't leaving us (ah)

I know we believe in God, and I know God believes in us

'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy

On God

Running to the altar like a track star

Can't wait another second, on God

Running to the altar like a track star

Can't wait another second, on God

Running to the altar like a track star

Can't wait another second

'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so ho-ho-ho-holy