ONE HIT WONDER

Bro, go to my church, I'ma hit his

Duh, uh-huh, yeah, that is what it is

I'm outside, bro, I'm posted with my tiwzz

Cause we tryna preach the word, bro, they please come quick

Satan Told me I'm a one-hit wonder

I was too blind to the world and to my walk like Stevie Wonder

Know I'm having tunnel vision to this life, ain't tryna fumble

Took a long time preparing, now we taking over summer

Real prayer boy, you know you gotta talk before you slumber

I gotta fire from God when it's hot outside, don't need no LV bubble

Big ol' Bible under my shirt, this word of God, it hit like thunder

I need a shawty that's gon' pray for me every time it feel like trouble

You know how many scripture verses I put in my pocket and they crumble

You know how many losses we done was on the grind this for the come up

How many states that we done hit, switching gears, burning rubber

So what I look like not praying for my dawg when he in trouble

But don't try my God, he crazier than the one that came out of Donda

Don't need no Benz truck, we pull up to the church in a fourRunner

And my Lord a God of wrath, he did more work than Osama

That conviction hit your body, feel like cold in the summer

If he ain't even talking about my God, I ain't tryna conversate

Bro, done went picked up the Bible, then he put them guns away

Bro we got all this daily bread, it's filling up our plate

When we step outside, we got that sword and shield out the gate

When you come up to the church, you can get some holy water

Don't need no bartender, put up in the whip

But we got crosses on the stars with it

Holy drip my shirt, and then I match it with the dark denim

You think he a pup, he got that holy spirit spark in him

Who got more than God, boy, they playin can't go to war with him

If he don't bring a word or a journal, we can't tour with him

Told Satan that it's up, and it's stuck, ain't on the floor with him

Ain't no Jehovah Witness, but we bring the word right to your door with it

Bro, go to my church, I'ma hit his

Duh, uh-huh, yeah, that is what it is

I'm outside, bro, I'm posted with my twizz

Cause we tryna preach the word, brodie, please come quick

You know we tryna get outside where the souls be at

Man, he fake for real, ask him where his Bible, he ain't toting that

Gotta get off that fence, you go with Satan, ain't no hope in that

Anytime the enemy speed down on our brothers, we ain't go for that

Satan Told me I'm a one-hit wonder

I was too blind to the world and to my walk like Stevie Wonder

Know I'm having tunnel vision to this life, ain't tryna fumble

Took a long time preparing, now we taking over summer

Real prayer boy, you know you gotta talk before you slumber

I gotta fire from God when it's hot outside, don't need no LV bubble

Big ol' Bible under my shirt, this word of God, it hit like thunder

I need a shawty that's gon' pray for me every time it feel like trouble

You know how many scripture verses I put in my pocket and they crumble

You know how many losses we done was on the grind this for the come up

How many states that we done hit, switching gears, burning rubber

So what I look like not praying for my dawg when he in trouble