God's Hands
Yung Kriss, Don Ready, Brenno
(Spontaneous) Nah bro, the enemy thought he had us didn't he? Nah he did (?) Nath' what was that (?) you were playing earlier? It wet something like, doo, doo, doo (Chorus: Don Ready & Yung Kriss) Don't it feel good? Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be (Uh) Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be, just to be, just to be In God's hands Don't it feel good? In God's hands Knowing that ya standing in In God's hands, ohh-ohh-ohh (Verse 1: Don Ready & Yung Kriss) I'm living in these moments that I prayed for (Prayed for) Standing in a purpose I was made for I'm just walking in the hands of the Lord Give me more, give me more, give me more You went undercover with Your grace Detective how You found me in my shame But you didn't give me over to my chains You arrested me with love and You sentenced me to change Mug shot, looking different, I'm amazed Hey, You pulled me out the grave that You found me If you had to run it back, You'd do it all again And I ain't stepping out, no, I'm locked in and I ain't stressing out Count it in His hands when they count me out, sheesh (Chorus: Don Ready & Yung Kriss) Don't it feel good? Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be (Uh) Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be, just to be, just to be In God's hands Don't it feel good? In God's hands Knowing that ya standing in In God's hands, ohh-ohh-ohh (Verse 2: Yung Kriss) I just might scream God's got His hands on me Ain't no, ain't no stains on me Knowing that I'm covered by the blood Still so clean like Dove (Amen) My Jireh, Provider He's my Abba, my father I know that You're for me, yeah I can go the distance when it's the both of us Oh, just to know this kind of love It's the way that You found me in the dark When I was lost, You brought me home (Chorus) Don't it feel good? Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be, just to be, just to be In God's hands Don't it feel good? In God's hands Knowing that ya standing in In God's hands, oh (Verse 3: Brenno) Ayy, Brenno, look, yeah Don't it feel good Living in His favor from the country to the hood I don't want the paper when I got the holy book Who'd have thought that a crook like me Would get court-side seats, take a look Firm foundation Standing ten toes I can never be complacent Skyline views when you coming from the basement Got me like ooh, go on with the praising (Chorus: Don Ready & Yung Kriss) Don't it feel good? Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be (Uh) Don't it feel, don't it feel good, just to be, just to be, just to be In God's hands Don't it feel good? In God's hands Knowing that ya standing in In God's hands, ohh-ohh-ohh
