Seas Smoke

Out here rappin' like a big shot, go ahead go and ring the bell
Flow sicker than some Salmonella
Izzy why can't you just simmer down
It's hard when you just only speaking facts
Jesus spirit keeping me intact
No more dabbling within the cabbage patch
Used to roll it up just like a sleeping mat
Free Smoke, Free Smoke, (Ayy)
Holy Ghost, Holy Ghost, (Ayy)
Imma stay 10 toes (Ayy)
Split Seas always do the most, (Ayy)
Y'all know me better now
I've been transformed by my God and I'm done with my old ways
Imma rep Him to my old age
Keep running this thing like im O.J.
Bad habits have been kicking the dust
No longer am I smoking that Dutch
But I can still bring the rain down on you kinda like Hilary duff
Take it from DOOM, eat these MF's for lunch
Serial killer of beats, never cappin, no need for that crutch
I'mma 4th quarter warrior
Counting on me's like Kyrie in the clutch, (Ayy)
I should be arrested for treacherous things that I did to this beat
Like a Christian that's been out on bail
No Tyler, the Herro of YYC starts with a "B"
I'm rapping like Big Willie bringing that heat
Going so HAM like my eggs all been green
When people be piecing all these lines together man
You know they for sure gone jump out their seat, (WOO!)
I'm out here just tryna feed the people
Bread of life, He be my leader leader
He got more stripes than Adidas features
Call of Duty: Spirit warfare, only headshots
Got you thinking I'm cocking a couple of golden deagles
I'm a soldier with a need, my soul just needs a king
He coming back I wanna see the sequel, (uhh)
Jesus, Jesus, (Ayy)
Keep us, Keep us (Ayy)
You the reason that the whole team walking in the room
And smelling like freedom
Christ aroma from the sneakers
That's the peace that never leaves us
I'm only taking orders from the general
And I ain't talking about Grevious
Let me tell yall a lil secret
Matthew 6:33 says seek first His kingdom
Watch Him taking care of everything you've ever needed
That's a million dollars worth of game no need for Kelly or Regis
Wheels turning when you hear the rhyme schemes
Bars coming from a preacher
No curls, no dumbbells
Just a wordsmith, Number 1 chef
Cooking up against competition like I'm half Curry, half Spudd Webb
That's food for thought if it's done well
When it's all over; Mount Rushmore CHH
Disgust from me if Split Seas face not up there
Free Smoke, Free Smoke (ayy)
Beast mode, Beast mode (ayy)
The plans of the enemy falling shorter
Than when Shaq's shooting shots at the free throws
Messiah's presence is a cheat code
Cuz He coming with us everywhere we go
Every time we stepping into the city
He's taking back ground like a repooooo
Got the green light, no Ceelo
To go off on em' like C4
Bomb squad could never turn me off
From God's call to drop, fire, reload
If these demons are taunting the family
By Jesus we leave them in stitches no Lilo
I'm putting on for the ohana
I'm walking on dry land and crossing the sea floor



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Writer(s): Brandon Mark Isfeld
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