DSavageBeats - Holy Clips lyrics

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DSavageBeats - Holy Clips lyrics

[Intro] How you feel? How you feel, how you feel? One two. one two. How you feel, How you feel? I feel good. (Haha) [Verse 1] Living with ambitions and goals With more flows than where amphibians show With a glow that derives from my own pa**ions and don't Tell me that I'm hated and won't last in my home Cause I know it but intend to flip it and make it my mission To move from being a loser to win-win positions Whether a**isted, or with me riding it solo It's whatever, just know that my life would be sweeter than fro-yo All in my mind is the thought of me meeting the greatness Hoping and grinding I'll shine through the music I'm making Having something to show for all of the time that I've taken All the sweat, tears, blood drops not wasted Painstaking, emotion on every page Every time I felt the stress, I escaped from the rage My crave, and it broadens my desire every day To hop up on the stage and make the audience say... [Hook] Holy clips, holy clips Holy clips, I got 'em like holy clips Holy clips, holy clips Holy clips, I got 'em like holy clips [Verse 2] Yeah, riding my sound bang like a nina Me and my nina, ain't no one ever comin' between us She's a sweetheart to me, but you don't wanna greet her Cause she's poison, she k**s, you don't want to meet or see her I be a, real n***a, get on and k** n***as Without a tommy, I don't wear hilfiger I roll dolo got rap stars plummeting And I don't got a stomach, sh**, I got abs, soulo Never scream yolo, that saying ain't new to me n***as only say yolo when doing some f**ering foolery f** it, I got my morals, some say my sh**'s immoral Cos I'm focused on my aura and plowing out Rita Ora Or I'm, going bout these steps to me receive me a grammy Follow my own code while doing good by my mami Lost my youngin' sammy but I'm not gon' sit hear on some lonely sh** I'm using it as fuel to make him look from heaven, only saying... [Hook] [Verse 3] Holy clips is what I got 'em saying Everytime the mic is on and my song's playing Feeling like Shakespeare when he's putting together pieces While shattering rapper's dreams and I'm sweeping up all the pieces You see that I'm way different than Webster and Childhood You wish that your style would, put up sh** that my style could I used to be the n***a girls locked in the friendzone Now they cheering for my penis, while I'm in the endzone Some say we're pre-determined and we've gotta make the most of it But as for me, in this life, I want to take control of it Hold it, you would of thought I was a lame at first chance But I only became these person as a product of circumstance Given bullsh**, the reason why? no recollection But I'm over it now, cos now they value my message I'm flipping the script, from extra to leading role From copper to seeing gold, now they like... [Hook] x2