What's The Word!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah! (uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah! (uh)
Me and Mainetoowavy!, Holy Spirit get to spittin' (yeah)
Open up the Word and feed my soul, it's finger-lickin'
You ain't give your life to Christ yet?
Lil' boy, your time is tickin'
Tryna go to Heaven? Jesus Christ, He got your one-way ticket
Yeah, I just hit up Maine, I'm like, "Twizzy, what's the move?"
He said, "Yeah, let's preach the gospel all up in the tunes"
Yeah, I'm 'bout my Father's business
Leather briefcase and a suit (uh)
Read the Word, day to day
Feel The Spirit in my room (room)
Yeah, The Spirit, feel His presence
My sins, gotta confess it (yeah)
Wake up and I thank God 'cause everyday's a blessing
Memorizin' scripture, told that demon, "Who you testin'?"
They like, "Secret!, how you never miss?" Is that even a question?
Holy Spirit with me, all I gotta do is tap in
Too many souls that need to be saved, no time for slackin'
I was out here in these streets, preachin' the gospel, I ain't cappin'
If it ain't me, it's R.D.C.D
Yeah, I know they got my back, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hit up my bro, Secret!, ask the bro, like, "What's the word?"
Talked to my Father
He said, "Never worry, because I feed the birds"
This here's a blessing, never a curse
Stay in my line 'cause sin can't merge
Book of Revelation
God gon' wipe all of our tears and make a new Earth
The Holy Spirit, He goin' berserk
I put in the hours, I put in the work
I'm takin' in His word like it's dinner
Then hop on this track and I call it dessert
When life gives you lemons but you're gonna learn
Has more meanin' than simply going to church
He takin' account but He not a clerk
I'm rockin' the armor, I don't want yo' merch
I pop off the charts, I ain't poppin' no perc'
This feelin' like COD, God gave me new perks
We shootin' them verses, them boys shootin' NERFs
I ain't know back then but now, I got worth
Don't care about Frank, not talkin' 'bout Kirk
And I'm plantin' the seeds, we gon' take back this turf
The first gon' be last and the last gon' be first
And my flesh done died, took a ride in that hearse
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah! (uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah! (uh)
Yeah! (uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah! (uh)
Me and Mainetoowavy!, Holy Spirit get to spittin' (yeah)
Open up the Word and feed my soul, it's finger-lickin'
You ain't give your life to Christ yet?
Lil' boy, your time is tickin'
Tryna go to Heaven? Jesus Christ, He got your one-way ticket
Yeah, I just hit up Maine, I'm like, "Twizzy, what's the move?"
He said, "Yeah, let's preach the gospel all up in the tunes"
Yeah, I'm 'bout my Father's business
Leather briefcase and a suit (uh)
Read the Word, day to day
Feel The Spirit in my room (room)
Yeah, The Spirit, feel His presence
My sins, gotta confess it (yeah)
Wake up and I thank God 'cause everyday's a blessing
Memorizin' scripture, told that demon, "Who you testin'?"
They like, "Secret!, how you never miss?" Is that even a question?
Holy Spirit with me, all I gotta do is tap in
Too many souls that need to be saved, no time for slackin'
I was out here in these streets, preachin' the gospel, I ain't cappin'
If it ain't me, it's R.D.C.D
Yeah, I know they got my back, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hit up my bro, Secret!, ask the bro, like, "What's the word?"
Talked to my Father
He said, "Never worry, because I feed the birds"
This here's a blessing, never a curse
Stay in my line 'cause sin can't merge
Book of Revelation
God gon' wipe all of our tears and make a new Earth
The Holy Spirit, He goin' berserk
I put in the hours, I put in the work
I'm takin' in His word like it's dinner
Then hop on this track and I call it dessert
When life gives you lemons but you're gonna learn
Has more meanin' than simply going to church
He takin' account but He not a clerk
I'm rockin' the armor, I don't want yo' merch
I pop off the charts, I ain't poppin' no perc'
This feelin' like COD, God gave me new perks
We shootin' them verses, them boys shootin' NERFs
I ain't know back then but now, I got worth
Don't care about Frank, not talkin' 'bout Kirk
And I'm plantin' the seeds, we gon' take back this turf
The first gon' be last and the last gon' be first
And my flesh done died, took a ride in that hearse
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah! (uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah! (uh)
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Writer(s): Secret Harmon
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