conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Holy with the following description: “Holy” sees Lil Wayne taking us to his church mass; rapping about a variety of topics, all of which include having intercourse with his women and keeping a gun in the event he needs to use it. The song’s title is likely due to the choir-like nature of the MonstaBeatz beat.
  Fans first knew about the song back in October 2014 when it appeared on a tentative tracklist of Tha Carter V. It wouldn’t be until four years later, on September 13, 2019, when the song leaked online along with the most of the OG Carter V.
  A year later, it got an official release on Tha Carter V’s deluxe on September 25, 2020. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  (
  MonstaBeatz
  )
  [Verse 1]
  I just bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC
  Got too much on my mind, hit the blunt and reflect
  When I was under arrest, my bitch was under duress
  I bet she fucked while I was gone, then I doubled the bet
  I smoke weed in Amsterdam and I smuggle the rest
  I act like I'm shakin' your hand and you'll get punched with the left
  And you can get killed for shit you said under your breath
  And if you do choose to bark, it ain't nothin' to a vet
  Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas
  Yo bitch about to swallow a bunch of me's, nigga
  I got a white girl fuckin', suckin' me, nigga
  While I'm thinkin' 'bout the days that it sucked to be niggas
  [Chorus]
  Bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC
  Nigga, keep your head up like that gun to ya neck
  And my bitch was scared to fly 'til we fucked on a jet
  Fucked her in the cockpit, all these buttons to press
  [Verse 2]
  I just got myself a blonde with the puffiest chest
  I just bought myself some time, wrote my Rollie a check
  Ridin' in a double R, just regrettin' regret
  Getting loaded more than once, no Russian Roulette
  I just left King of Diamonds, I just fucked a baguette
  I ain't called her since that day, I just wasn't impressed
  Bull with a nose ring, startin' a bunch of BS
  Hide the gun, knock on your door, dressed like UPS
  Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas
  I'm a bear coughing up a bunch of honeybees, nigga
  Got hoes under me, like a submarine, nigga
  Got a bitch with a clit like a butter bean, nigga (Uh) [Chorus]
  Bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC (Yeah)
  Bought my sons toys and my daughter a pet
  Bought my homeboys choppers and my woman a dress
  And to catch me if I fall, I bought my mother a net, let's go
  [Verse 3]
  Anyone could get knocked off, any bitch could get knocked up
  Baby daddy get locked up, sell everything, put the house up
  Don't say anything, keep your mouth shut
  Except two words and that's "how much"
  If I do get out, we're skippin' town
  She said what about her mama
  I paused
  I said, "I gotta do what I gotta
  Is you gon' ride with me or you not?"
  And she start cryin' and said, "I'm not"
  And I paused
  I said, "It's probably what's best
  Well, I'll be back when pigs fly
  So they can't follow me on my jet"
  I tell my pilot where to go next
  I bring that problem to your doorstep
  I catch you slippin' while you tired
  Like the road wet, like it's no sweat
  I'm Tunechi, hi, I'm here to collect
  They wondering why I ain't gettin' no rest
  'Cause that's just too close to arrestin'
  And too far from "serve and protect"
  So, Police, read me my wrongs, or just leave me alone
  Rubbing, squinting my eyes, I still don't see where I'm wrong
  Sold my soul to the streets, they bought it previously-owned
  Went to jail for a Glock and soon as I got home [Chorus]
  I went and bought myself a 9 and that new MAC-11
  You talk shit at 10:59 and make the news at 11
  Bitch, I'm the wildest motherfucker on a team full of rebels
  Young, wild motherfucker to a MILF, cougar, leopard
  [Verse 4]
  I'm a lion, motherfucker, to these hoes 'cause you can sweat a little
  Euro my secret weapon
   like Mark, Jackson and Stephen
  I see plain-clothes pigs and unmarked intrepids
  My bitch believe what I say, I told her salt was pepper
  I'm cold as malts and metals, sell stolen parts, whatever
  Put three holes in your head like a bowling ball, don't spare 'em
  And all my niggas in jail, that's bullshit, I smell ya
  Remember Destiny's Child? My favorite one was Farrah, man
  [Chorus]
  Bought myself a 9 and my brother a TEC
  I know you don't want war like you just a cadet
  Tell a motherfucker who next, "Motherfucker, you next"
  I'm the best rapper alive and they love me to death, bye
  [Outro]
  Yeah
  Fuck these niggas, I ain't stuntin' these niggas