Lyrics Holy Water - Sada James , Millyz

Put my hands together, yeah
I pray to God
Blessings, come down and heal my scars
Demons trying to get me
Trying to fight them in my sleep
Need that holy water keep them angels around me
Opps praying on my downfall, but I'm still doing well
Yeah, cause my frequency high as hell
Free my real hitters out that jail cell
Still doing time because they never tell tell
Hustle hard going through the motions to get deep
They believe in money don't believe in loyalty
Hard to trust a soul it get wicked in the streets
Never sell my soul for this wicked industry
Holy water, holy water, holy water
I got my back against the wall that's how I'm brought up
I've been through some ups and downs that made me stronger
Bless my soul, I'm diving in that holy water

Holy water on me tied in like matrimony
Used to flip my cigarette up in my pack a stogies, baggin' 40s
50 cent chubbys, ain't no bubbly it was Henny straight
But now we let the Bentleys race
That violence, had to demonstrate
I was feelin' like B rabbit with a pistol and no demo tape
Tryna lift my city up, but it's wearing on my mental state
I concentrate on blessings cuz I been on that demonic side
Shootings where ya moms reside will leave you numb or traumatized
Ok so everybody drillers now, but we ain't buyin into that
Show me where you're spinning at, we rented Vs to tint 'em black
Paper work on artist we just call it master splinter rap
Shell casings out that fifty lookin like a roll of pennies wrapped
In the bank link I'ma scammer, still might take um on a chase
She kept askin' for a kid I left my babies on her face
When they taxin' you 6 figures you know you made it in the states
I had to say amazing grace back of the Bach being the drapes, wait
Bro lost his trial, lost appeal, and his habeas corpus
So no matter how far I make it all this pain is enormous
Forever knowin' Gods the greatest but damn satan just forced
Feel like it's demons tryna jump over the gates in this fortress
My mental health wasn't stable, but I brought food to the table
And ran a bag up while they was on the couch glued into cable
Independent you couldn't fathom what we do with no label
Survival of the fittest had to live with shit that's usually fatal
Sometime I feel alive and sometimes I feel depleted
Sometimes I wanna be drug free, sometimes I feel I need it
Sometimes I wanna block it out, sometimes I wanna grieve it
Holy water on this Cuban like my heart I had to freeze it, Blanco

Put my hands together yeah, I pray to God
Blessings, come down and heal my scars
Demons trying to get me trying to fight them in my sleep
Need that holy water keep them angels around me