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SaintLeo - Holyfield Lyrics



SaintLeo - Holyfield Lyrics




Runner to a top dope dealer
Trap full of killers and they quick to pull triggers
Lockin' things down, get money on time
When my back against the wall, it's when I motherf*ckin' shine
And these niggas gon' find a way to hate us
But we stunt harder than a show in Vegas
Showtime, baby, zips, poppin' seals
I'm the real deal, like my name, Holyfield, for real

Ayy, pumpin' that thang on a scale weight perfect
She hittin' up my line, but I didn't think the pussy worth it
Still slangin' iron like Mike in 89
Man, the pack came early, text a code word chime

Used to be a runner, now a nigga on the road
Clean five million dollars all the way in Idaho
Feelin' like a king, thousand dollar on my toes
Brought me in for questionin', but I was rappin' on the road

Stay up in my zone, I carry two mobile phones
Ayy, she said I didn't jam until this song came on
Hit the Anne Frank, that's the code for the trap
In the city for a week, the other days I be out

Runnin' to a top dope dealer
Trap full of killers and they quick to pull triggers
Lockin' things down, give money on time
Wear my back against the wall, it's when I motherf*ckin' shine
And these niggas gon' find a way to hate us
But we stunt harder than a show in Vegas
Showtime, baby, zips, poppin' seals
I'm the real deal, like my name, Holyfield, for real

Never, ever hate, I get money every day
Never see me in one place more than twice in one day
Same nigga from the ville, swangin' caddy, jammin' screw
Never needed validation from a motherf*ckin' crew

In the section with the weapon, firin' up them heavy drugs
Lost my partner to the game, but that's the choice that we took
Shit, stay on repeat, she said she wanna hear the real
Man, I got what you need, so what's the motherf*ckin' deal

Ayy, steady body rockin' and that ass still droppin
Candy slab, 91, call it, Dennis Rodman
Penthouse at the top, best views in the city
Only f*ck with bad boys, one chance like Biggie

Runnin' to a top dope dealer
Trap full of killers and they quick to pull triggers
Lockin' things down, give money on time
When my back against the wall is when I motherf*ckin' shine
And these niggas gon' find a way to hate us
But we stunt harder than a show in Vegas
Showtime, baby, zips, poppin' seals
I'm the real deal, like my name, Holyfield, for real

Real deal like Holyfield
Real deal like Holyfield
Real deal like Holyfield
Real deal like Holyfield
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Runner to a top dope dealer
Trap full of killers and they quick to pull triggers
Lockin' things down, get money on time
When my back against the wall, it's when I motherf*ckin' shine
And these niggas gon' find a way to hate us
But we stunt harder than a show in Vegas
Showtime, baby, zips, poppin' seals
I'm the real deal, like my name, Holyfield, for real

Ayy, pumpin' that thang on a scale weight perfect
She hittin' up my line, but I didn't think the pussy worth it
Still slangin' iron like Mike in 89
Man, the pack came early, text a code word chime

Used to be a runner, now a nigga on the road
Clean five million dollars all the way in Idaho
Feelin' like a king, thousand dollar on my toes
Brought me in for questionin', but I was rappin' on the road

Stay up in my zone, I carry two mobile phones
Ayy, she said I didn't jam until this song came on
Hit the Anne Frank, that's the code for the trap
In the city for a week, the other days I be out

Runnin' to a top dope dealer
Trap full of killers and they quick to pull triggers
Lockin' things down, give money on time
Wear my back against the wall, it's when I motherf*ckin' shine
And these niggas gon' find a way to hate us
But we stunt harder than a show in Vegas
Showtime, baby, zips, poppin' seals
I'm the real deal, like my name, Holyfield, for real

Never, ever hate, I get money every day
Never see me in one place more than twice in one day
Same nigga from the ville, swangin' caddy, jammin' screw
Never needed validation from a motherf*ckin' crew

In the section with the weapon, firin' up them heavy drugs
Lost my partner to the game, but that's the choice that we took
Shit, stay on repeat, she said she wanna hear the real
Man, I got what you need, so what's the motherf*ckin' deal

Ayy, steady body rockin' and that ass still droppin
Candy slab, 91, call it, Dennis Rodman
Penthouse at the top, best views in the city
Only f*ck with bad boys, one chance like Biggie

Runnin' to a top dope dealer
Trap full of killers and they quick to pull triggers
Lockin' things down, give money on time
When my back against the wall is when I motherf*ckin' shine
And these niggas gon' find a way to hate us
But we stunt harder than a show in Vegas
Showtime, baby, zips, poppin' seals
I'm the real deal, like my name, Holyfield, for real

Real deal like Holyfield
Real deal like Holyfield
Real deal like Holyfield
Real deal like Holyfield
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Writer: Michael Hodge
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Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Michael Hodge

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