My heart heavy I can’t even sleep
I keep thinking bout pain inside me
My heart black and blue yeah that’s on me
I ain’t guard it so it’s now it’s on freeze

You feel me? You feel me?
I had Jezebel naked next to me
Got a hole in my heart like a IV
I can’t fill it with nothing I’m empty

You feel me? You feel me?
I been sipping on Dussé like it’s 2 me’s
I been wearing this chain getting heavy
I don’t know who can see ‘cause I’m lowkey

I been hurting for real tryna hide it deep
But it’s getting too deep see a hole in me
I let enemies in and control of me
All the things that I do ain’t that godly 

Felt like I got betrayed now betraying me
I’mma let it go ain’t no more holding me 
I don’t know what to think, I don’t know what to say, 
I just know how to write it and let it all play

I hear a beat and I’m going away, you can’t tell me to stop ‘cause the journey’s a day
You can’t walk in my shoes ‘cause they’ll fall off your feet
You can try on my pants but they’ll fall off your waist

‘Cause I’m bigger and only God better than me
He the head then I’m fine with corn on the feet
All you rappers just really sound corny to me
If I die I’m extinct ‘cause there’s no one like me

To the left, to the left, ‘cause you ain’t left with me
I’m replaceable? That’s something I’d like to see
‘Cause my mother‘s is taken, hysterectomy
So you really can’t ask her to make a new me

I’m just going off since I know Kevin made these
I said God can you stop me if I’m going deep
‘Cause I don’t think they ready to listen to me
‘Cause they bump the old stuff but the new is some heat

I was numb but the feeling returning to me
Like I’m paraplegic then walk on my feet
I can’t tell if she real ‘cause she lying to me
Look a lot like Mufasa with Scars on her cheek

How you love me but hold onto grudges that deep
“I hate men, I hate men” but she choosing the weak
Ain’t nobody have responsibility 
I was hoping I’d find it but where could it be?

You feel me? You feel me?
I can’t sleep ‘cause my heart wouldn’t let me
I had prayed to my God, can you feel me?
Can I turn on a beat and go silly?

You feel me? You feel me?
I had Jezebel naked next to me
Got a hole in my heart like an IV
I can’t fill it with nothing I’m empty

I been slacking on prayer that’s the antidote
Satan biting my heel finna cut his throat
I got beat like I’m Till like I’m 1-4
Had to pray for revival and up the score

When I’m reading my Bible I’m learning more
Ok now I can see, let me drive the boat
If the water is wavy, I’ll walk it though
Just like Peter, I keep my eyes on him though

I had people that doubted me plenty
I had people who wanted to be me
I had people who hate and don’t see me
You don’t know me so why you so on me

I live with purpose but I still ain’t perfect, I’m serving my God and at war with a serpent
I’m filled with my burdens and all of them hurting
I’m still out here working, and you out here cursing 

I know what it’s like when you walk with a target, and enemies harking but my dogs are barking
I’m looking to Father like why do they bother, since they gonna lose it and quitting is smarter

But they just try harder to kill me, I’m glad that they feel me, my presence is really a bother

And Satan wear prada, and y’all rock designer, y’all dripping in sweat and my fit from my Father

You feel me? You feel me?
You feel me? You feel me?

Good Doesn't Get To Heaven

You Feel Me (Prod. iSeeYouKev)

Pray For Enemies 

I just sinned so I’m praying forgive me
I kill demons when I’m off that’s for free
Talking to my bro it be like a therapy
I just rolled a dead opp in the pack like I’m chief

Crazy how these females treating basic skills like degrees
Oh you graduate from where, thought I heard that school was free
I be shooting opps up but these bullets aren’t cheap
I write with my right hand but having right answers ain’t free

I be posted on the block with them angels beside me
If I tell them it’s a go then Jesus let them kill for me
I be bovered in the blood like I’m booling with the b’s
Christ gang run this thing we ain’t running that’s on me

Red dot, big chops, one shot, slow squeeze
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, empty
Gun hot, no more opps, secure the spot, go green
Father told me I should go ahead and pray for enemies

You can’t fight cause you don’t pray that’s how  you prey on them lil demons
Light a bush demon on fire smoking opps up like a chimney
I get peace inside my heart inside my mind when I kill demons
They get blown just like Osama I get violent in this season

Fiy, fiy, fiy fiy, click dang my gun jammed
I’m just playing blow the dirt and it get busy once again
On my grizzy once again, all this killing got me amped
Got a big drum like a band, oh my bad was that your mans

Paradise (Prod. Level)

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