I hear a lot about sinnersDon’t think that I’ll be a saintBut I might go down to the river’Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touchYeah, it’s making me say

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold meFeels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holyOn GodRunnin’ to the altar like a track starCan’t wait another second’Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold meFeels so holy

I don’t do well with the dramaAnd, no, I can’t stand it being fake(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)I don’t believe in nirvanaBut the way that we love in the night gave me lifeBaby, I can’t explain

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold meFeels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holyOn GodRunnin’ to the altar like a track starCan’t wait another second’Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold meFeels so holy

They say we’re too young andThe pimps and the players say: Don’t go crushin’Wise men say fools rush inBut I don’t know (ah-ah-ah-ah)They say we’re too young andThe pimps and the players say: Don’t go crushin’Wise men say fools rush inBut I don’t know (Chance the Rapper)

The first step pleases the FatherMight be the hardest to takeBut when you come out of the waterI’m a believer, my heart is fleshyLife is short with a temper like Joe PesciThey always come and sing your praises, your name is catchyBut they don’t see you how I see you, Parlay and DesiCross, Tween, Tween, Hesi’ hit the jet speedWhen they get messy, go lefty like Lionel MessiLet’s take a trip and get the Vespas or rent a jetskiI know the spots that got the best weed, we goin’ next weekI wanna honor, wanna honor youBride’s groom, I’m my father’s childI 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 leavin’ you like I know He ain’t leavin’ 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 meFeels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holyOn GodRunnin’ to the altar like a track starCan’t wait another second, on GodRunnin’ to the altar like a track starCan’t wait another second, on GodRunnin’ to the altar like a track starCan’t wait another second’Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold meFeels so ho-ho-ho-holy