Heaven & Hell

[Hook: Drew Famous]
Ain’t say I ain’t come far or nothing
But I ain’t come far enough
Man, I used to never get texts back
& now I’m ignoring her
Wouldn’t say I was born for this shit
But I’m adapting pretty well
& everything ain’t what it seems
This game is heaven & it’s hell

[Verse 1: Drew Famous]
Shit, I work a lot, so I forgot to eat, so I treat the beat like a feast
Finna get everyone out they seat, finna stop talking ‘bout what y’all be
With a kid from the east with a flow so clean, everybody say they know me
Stay on the east side of the west side of the east coast, so I rep the beast
Beast, be what I be, I wish middle school me could see what I see
I wish motherfuckers wouldn’t act so sweet, say they keeping the peace but it’s just in a tweet
Man, I spent 3-4 years running in place
Now my legs strong as hell & I’m winning the race
Get out my face, text me so much when she get to the crib ain’t got nothing to say
We just cut to the chase, lately been running my lane & I do this shit every day
& my feature price just raised a buck & some change
So please get out my way if you talking to me, yeah
& I ain’t tryna act different, nah
But put yourself in my position
Prophesied for a minute, yeah
But y’all just heard me you ain’t listen

[Hook: Drew Famous]
Ain’t say I ain’t come far or nothing
But I ain’t come far enough
Man, I used to never get texts back
& now I’m ignoring her
Wouldn’t say I was born for this shit
But I’m adapting pretty well
& everything ain’t what it seems
This game is heaven & it’s hell

[Verse 2: Kaleb Mitchell]
I done been through hell a couple times, (facts) seen my uncle laying in that box (facts)
Seen the pain inside my mother’s eyes, (facts) that’s the reason I can never stop (facts)
That’s the reason why I never sleep, (facts) I been working like it’s ten of me (facts)
They was telling me it wouldn’t happen but I saw the window & I took a leap
& now these demons tryna take control of me, vultures wanna get a hold of me
Shoutout to every sucker that said no to me, every word I spit is dopamine
BENCHWRMRS, yeah, they know the team
I’m in a league of my own so it really ain’t no way that you could get close to me
Collecting profit off the poetry, I might sing on ‘em like Jodeci
All these women never notice me, now I dodge ‘em like I’m Oglevee
Got it in the bag like groceries
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Every since a youngin’ Mitchell been a menace
I’m about my business, when I hit the booth I’m Popeye off the spinach
Nyjah Huston I been skating on these—
Man you already know who it is, it’s young Mitchell

[Hook: Drew Famous]
Ain’t say I ain’t come far or nothing
But I ain’t come far enough
Man, I used to never get texts back
& now I’m ignoring her
Wouldn’t say I was born for this shit
But I’m adapting pretty well
& everything ain’t what it seems
This game is heaven & it’s hell