Real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Actin' brand new
Why the fuck you here?
Uh, real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Actin' brand new
Why the fuck you here?

Uh, down to chill
All my niggas in the field
Money, pill, I'm a boss
They hatin' still
Chevy grill, hunnid mill
Always real
Never fail don't I, will, I don't chill

Real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Actin' brand new
Why the fuck you here?
Uh, real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Actin' brand new
Why the fuck you here?

I'ma get high for real
I'ma get mine for real
I'm doin' my time for real
I'm on my grind for real
My diamonds gon' shine for real
It's still on my mind for real
Take a paper plane
Fill it up with kush
Goin' hard so you never say we lose

Real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Actin' brand new
Why the fuck you here?
Uh, real deal, Holyfield
All my niggas real
Actin' brand new
Why the fuck you here?


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

Holyfield Lyrics as written by Cameron Jibril Thomaz Bryan Simmons

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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