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Feen - CAT-4 (You Betta) Lyrics



Feen - CAT-4 (You Betta) Lyrics




Nowadays I be snappin'
Or is it the Holy Ghost?
My flow is Holy coke
Sniff this line, God is dope
Like He fresh of the coast
Went to hell and took the keys
I'm on my hands and knees
Praying u follow me
See, when the devil busy do the right thing
Talking Spike Lee
God is coming soon
You can see the thunder-lightning, exciting!
Yall don't wanna give me my credit
It's cool just shake my hand
When you walk into it to heaven
I'm a soldier for the lord attend hut bible lyrical
Bout that action physical
Turn misery to miracles
I spit magic mythical
The Hand of the King
I like King James but I vibin' N.I.V
I stay dunkin' on my demons
Bleed the blood when they creepin'
Full of joy got my leaping
Seeds sowed now I'm reaping
Jacob's ladder I'm peaking
Ima fly to the top
End of May ima drop
My first album do cop
Flex my feathers peacock
I'm so Carlton Banks
I been a Fresh Prince man
My daddy the king
Turn pleasure pain I meant pain to pleasure
This pleather so soft
Why purchase real leather?
She fine don't sweat her
Less she hotter than sweaters
In the summer toting lumber on her back
She better...
Love God first
Pay her tithes church
Hood classy skirts
Church boy u better flirt!
See I'm that diamond in the dirt
That ain't been found
Every Sunday I'm in church
With a big ole smile
Smell good black and mild
But I use to be wild
But I had to settle down
God using me now

To save souls
To save souls
To save souls
To save souls

That boy feen cold , ice cold
That boy feen cold, ice cold

Keep sleeping on me
Ima wake you up
Keep sleeping on me
Ima wake you up
Keep sleeping on me
Ima wake you up
Say ima wake you up
See ima wake you up

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Look
I know you praying for a change
For a change
For a change
For a change

You gotta thank Him for the rain
For the rain
For the rain
For the rain

You sick and tired of the pain
Of the pain
Of the pain
Of the pain

Let God do His thang
Do His thang
Do His thang
Do His thang

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord

You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord

You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
Feen
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English

Nowadays I be snappin'
Or is it the Holy Ghost?
My flow is Holy coke
Sniff this line, God is dope
Like He fresh of the coast
Went to hell and took the keys
I'm on my hands and knees
Praying u follow me
See, when the devil busy do the right thing
Talking Spike Lee
God is coming soon
You can see the thunder-lightning, exciting!
Yall don't wanna give me my credit
It's cool just shake my hand
When you walk into it to heaven
I'm a soldier for the lord attend hut bible lyrical
Bout that action physical
Turn misery to miracles
I spit magic mythical
The Hand of the King
I like King James but I vibin' N.I.V
I stay dunkin' on my demons
Bleed the blood when they creepin'
Full of joy got my leaping
Seeds sowed now I'm reaping
Jacob's ladder I'm peaking
Ima fly to the top
End of May ima drop
My first album do cop
Flex my feathers peacock
I'm so Carlton Banks
I been a Fresh Prince man
My daddy the king
Turn pleasure pain I meant pain to pleasure
This pleather so soft
Why purchase real leather?
She fine don't sweat her
Less she hotter than sweaters
In the summer toting lumber on her back
She better...
Love God first
Pay her tithes church
Hood classy skirts
Church boy u better flirt!
See I'm that diamond in the dirt
That ain't been found
Every Sunday I'm in church
With a big ole smile
Smell good black and mild
But I use to be wild
But I had to settle down
God using me now

To save souls
To save souls
To save souls
To save souls

That boy feen cold , ice cold
That boy feen cold, ice cold

Keep sleeping on me
Ima wake you up
Keep sleeping on me
Ima wake you up
Keep sleeping on me
Ima wake you up
Say ima wake you up
See ima wake you up

Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up

Look
I know you praying for a change
For a change
For a change
For a change

You gotta thank Him for the rain
For the rain
For the rain
For the rain

You sick and tired of the pain
Of the pain
Of the pain
Of the pain

Let God do His thang
Do His thang
Do His thang
Do His thang

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord

You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord

You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better
You better, you better

You better put trust in the Lord
You better put trust in the Lord
Feen
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Writer: Cori Denson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Feen
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Cori Denson
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