Lecrae - Blow Your Hitch lyrics

Hmm, Here we go again Why you blowing them stems I'm bout' to flow again I know the smoke ain't the only thing going in I gotta whole lotta truth you can roll'em with Feel it in your chest, yes, breath It's what you breathe in never thinkin' that you blessed You hear it in the back, right, left Your body feeling right but your soul getting left You think you gettin' high but you really getting low The devil got you blind from the weed that you blow You worshippin' a tree instead of worshippin' the king When he made everything Romans 1:23 Chase that high all the way to into the grave You lost in your low so you're high everyday And everything you crave only makes you a slave And Christ is the only way you ever gonna 'scape If it's one hitta, quitta, get it In your mind that your time's gon' pa** And if you gon' get it, spit it, lick it You got one life and it ain't gon' last You ain't stimulated, you manipulated by a hater And he hate it when you rehabilitated If smoke is the evidence, you takin' His benevolent gift And telling him split while you're in hell in yo hit , so get up Ohh, you think you high but you really getting low Yeah, you gon' hate it but I had to let you know That in the end we all gon' die, can't escape it if you try I know your lighters up but I'ma blow your high (Eyyy!) I'ma blow your high (Eyyy!) I'ma blow your high I know you're trying to free your mind But you just wasting time And Jesus is alive [Canon:] Wait a minute ya'll Let me take it down a river while they rolling down the hedonism boulevard Anything that got em' feeling, maybe money or the Lamborghini in the magazine about the sports car Everybody wanting satisfaction But there's no regard for The One who has it And everybody wantin' grabbin' But you gotta get it from above where they stash it You can try to get high You can feel alive But the reality, your soul dry You gotta find anybody with a better high You ain't fillin' half of the $20 bag full of weed that provides it Gotta make a U-turn cause if you turn You can see The One who turns But if we never make that turn You will never be content with the high you've earned You will never be happy Running with the love of kush For the love of kush, I promise You can either be a slave to an object Or rather be a slave to the God who's honest They ain't never seen a high like I got But they fallin' in the puddle like a raindrop Steady running from the top of the balcony Looking over the Hollywood valleys falling from the rooftop Ohh, you think you high but you really getting low Yeah, you gon' hate it but I had to let you know That in the end we all gon' die, can't escape it if you try I know your lighters up but I'ma blow your high (Eyyy!) I'ma blow your high (Eyyy!) I'ma blow your high I know you're trying to free your mind But you just wasting time And Jesus is alive