GET HOLY

I slide, you slide, we slide

Get holy, get holy, get holy

Uh, I been feelin' like a track star, no label, A&R

Boy talk like a Pharisee, he just wanna act smart

Told 'em that we roll deep, pull up in a black car

Do it all for Christ, boy, I'm feelin' like a rap star

Black Op, Call of Duty, Holy Spirit leave 'em fatal

I done hit him in the leg, need a Cain, he never able

They said, "Skema, why you mad?" Skema always flippin' tables

Boy, I been up in my Script, movin' righteous with my angels, huh

Independent bag, they want my voice, they never play fair

Feel like Drake in 2011, told the labels, "Take care,"

I'm a child of God, they been tryna run my daycare

Told me, don't say Jesus but my Jesus gonna stay there

God take it all, (All), feel like GTA, (Ayy)

New mainstream, feel like Miles in the Bay

Had to take my pride, (Huh), had to take my pain, (Pain)

Boy, I feel like David, all my giants gettin' slain

I was in the jet, (Uh), flying to LA, (Lay)

Boy, we ride in public but in public, we the same

Blick talk, '23, my Wristwatch, I was at the gift shop

Gave Him all my music so I had to give Him praise

I slide, you slide, we slide

Get holy, get holy, get holy

Ayy, at the blacktop, ballin' in the Trackhawk

I just got a lamb chop, I been kickin' sin off

Karate kid, I'm back y'all, call me Manny Pacquiao

I just got my sin bought 'cause I found the real cross

I found that real blood, Jesus died for me, on the tree

Did a 180, now I'm Krispy Kreme, red and green

White like the snow, whole like the beam, coffee cream

Married to my faith, peanut butter cup, it's a ring

Forgiato rims, straight and narrow road to the King

He done took my sin, washed away my pride, Mr. Clean

I'm a newborn, forget about the haters

Blind the hate away, the 808 stay with the Savior

Uh, I been feelin' like a track star, no label, A&R

Boy talk like a Pharisee, he just wanna act smart

Told 'em that we roll deep, pull up in a black car

Do it all for Christ, boy, I'm feelin' like a rap star

Uh, I been feelin' like a track star, no label, A&R

Boy talk like a Pharisee, he just wanna act smart

Told 'em that we roll deep, pull up in a black car

Do it all for Christ, boy, I'm feelin' like a rap star

I slide, you slide, we slide

Get holy, get holy, get holy