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