Prodgial Son

Ya prodigal son I'm runnin I'm runnin I'm runnin back home again
I comprised with world ways it's still the same & ain't nothing change
Just a lot of people hollywooded like they got it but they empty man
I den seen people give more of ya praises & attention to they favorite rapper
But den when life get real then they wanna come and holla at cha
Playing games with the devil year around saying God helping
Its time to be real with ourselves
& not that Instagram self
The one that hides behind the likes
So they can people please like everybody else
I could care less fame
Thought I wanted but it's lame
What's the point of having everybody shout ya name & you ain't gain
No fruit
No souls
Next life
No hope
I den seen superstars hot then then next season we don't even know em
Whoooo in a world full lies I bring that true
I'm nothing like them ones you looking Up too
& I don't care to be liked I wanna please Christ

I lift up ya name i lift up ya name l lift up ya name it's amazin
& I ain't worried who's praising cause you the only one that can save me
Yuhhh hah that feelin I'm back in my zone now
I love being a rebel for the Lord
They be the same Ima stand out
Fell down but I'm back up & going harder than I did before
& If ain't you convicted when you mess up
Then you better pray you got the Holy Ghost
Whooo
In a world fulll of lies I bring that true
I'm living the prodicals story
Came running & He was there for me
Arms wide
Looking out saying son daily I waited on ya
& if He was waiting on me
That means He waiting on you
Run away from the world: ain't nothin it can offer
Except hard times
Fakes friends
Not bein sober to have a good time
With Him you Get purpose in life
With Him you Get Joy in ya life
With Him you Get Peace in ya life
With Him you Get freedom in Life
With Him you Give up yo life
That Holy sacrifice Holy sacrifice



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Writer(s): Justin Milburn
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