Ty Brasel - Smith & Wesson lyrics

[Intro: Ty Brasel] Smith & Wesson Spit that Smith & Wesson, yeah Give you that k** to your soul feel, oh [Hook: Ty Brasel] Smith & Wesson Spit that Smith & Wesson Give that k** to your soul, feel heaven Soul food, come get your blessin' I told you, come get your blessin', yeah, yeah Smith & Wesson Spit that Smith & Wesson Give that k** to your soul, feel heaven Soul food, come get your blessin' Yeah, I told you, come get your blessin', yeah [Verse 1: KB] Yeah, AK second letter with my range though Yeah, I feel fly as TSA in plane clothes Itsy-bitsy rappers swear they kings though Sun came out and dried up all they rain though I SoundCloud hype Streamin' a track and you can spot the fire emoji Cause I'm livin' all I got Boy, I'm really livin' more than sentimental Put it in the middle of an instrumental Every jot and tittle from my brother, pencil riddle With the riddles of my Father's vision Boy, I know you heard me go off Sorry for all the hold up In the lab now with COBRA Tempo, tempo, tempo Homie, that's my quota The album comin' soon Natalie, that's no lie [Hook: Ty Brasel] Smith & Wesson Spit that Smith & Wesson Give you that k** to your soul, feel heaven Soul food, come get your blessin' I told you, come get your blessin', yeah, yeah Smith & Wesson Spit that Smith & Wesson Give you that k** to your soul, feel heaven Soul food, come get your blessin' Yeah, I told you, come get your blessin', yeah [Verse 2: Ty Brasel] Puttin' in work, young T Chef up the stove though I pull up in all black with the Rolls gold Microphone loadin', weapon, spit a real rap I just wrote this from the soul so I know you feel that Put my life inside these bars, yeah Metaphor or murder charge, uh Metamorphosis, I still evolve Write the sound to heaven, higher power Light the valley, really I just hold the torch I'm a freedom rider scream with peace up in the fire I got angels all around me just to hold me down Yeah, hold me down, yeah I'm a young wavy Memphis, raisin' shawty level up Yeah, shawty level up I just came from Atlanta and I really need a break But I get three more shows this month, yeah [Hook: Ty Brasel] Smith & Wesson Spit that Smith & Wesson Give you that k** to your soul, feel heaven Soul food, come get your blessin' I told you, come get your blessin', yeah, yeah Smith & Wesson Spit that Smith & Wesson Give that k** to your soul, feel heaven Soul food, come get your blessin' I told you, come get your blessin', yeah [Verse 3: KB] Oh, we just strange, full of grace, all my gang Oh, HGA to the grave that my faith, yeah Jesus is allegiance here, won't pick apart a piece of this The piece is His, when everybody wanna leave it here We leanin' in, we eatin' here, that's it We ain't great, but we ain't fake at all Talkin' CHH to create faith in bars Homie, we don't play like EA games And we take aim to see they change to free they pain We say "gang", but we don't stain the key to- [Outro: KB] Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Y'all gotta wait for the album man I can't give it all here, you know what I'm sayin'? Get your tickets to the Tempo Tour It's the last time we doin' this Intimate, know what I mean? Come hear what we workin' on