[Intro – Low pad, single kick] Yeah… Let’s be clear. ⸻ [Verse 1] 🎶 Angels don’t live here where I stay at, Too much dirt on the floor where I pray at. I still kneel, but my thoughts get loud, Tryna hear heaven through a sinful crowd. I don’t walk halos, I walk tension, Right choice cost more than bad intention. Ego talk slick when I feel disrespected, Temptation knock every time I get selected. Success bring options I didn’t request, Some come dressed like blessings, smell like stress. I know the devil don’t come lookin’ foul, He come lookin’ helpful, speakin’ with a smile. I ain’t lost—I’m alert to the trap, Still human, still feel the snap. If you think growth erase desire, You ain’t never stood this close to fire. 🎶 ⸻ [Hook – Gritty chant] 🎶 Angels don’t live here, I still fight though, Faith in my chest where the dark still go. I ain’t pure, I ain’t fear— Angels don’t live here. (Crowd: “Uh!”) 🎶 ⸻ [Verse 2] 🎶 I don’t sin ‘cause I’m stupid, I sin ‘cause I’m honest, I know my weak spots, I just don’t dodge ‘em. I don’t blame God for my bad decisions, I just ask Him to keep me in position. Everybody want grace with no accountability, Want heaven credit with street immunity. But I learned quick—it don’t work that way, You gotta fight yourself every single day. Some nights I win, some nights I stall, Some prayers loud, some barely crawl. But I don’t quit ‘cause I slipped once, I tighten grip and I move up front. 🎶 ⸻ [Hook – Louder, layered] 🎶 Angels don’t live here, but I still reach, Hands dirty, still preachin’ peace. I ain’t perfect, but I’m sincere— Angels don’t live here. 🎶 ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken, beat drops] God… You know the room I’m in. You know the thoughts I don’t post. If You still walk with me here— then I’ll keep walkin’. ⸻ [Verse 3] 🎶 I don’t need approval from polished saints, I need strength when temptation paint. I’d rather be real in a dark place, Than fake holy with a clean face. If this faith thing was easy, Everybody’d wear it. But pressure show who serious, And pain show who care. So if you hear conflict in my voice, That’s not confusion—that’s choice. I’m still here, still fightin’ fear— Even if angels don’t live here. 🎶 ⸻ [Final Hook – Drop + chant] 🎶 Angels don’t live here, but I ain’t alone, Still talk to God when I’m on my own. I don’t run—I persevere— Angels don’t live here. 🎶 ⸻ [Outro – Pad fades, breath remains] Yeah… Holiness ain’t location. It’s decision.

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