Found//FOUND
Tell me where are you going
You don't know where to go
You can't, you can't
You can't take the player up outta the game
Cross my name off
He's a wannabe just wanting some fame
Y'all was way off
Perfect picture just got a new frame
Don't buy hate talk
Now we gotta be rapping in new ways
This I pray in Jesus name y'all
This is not a game I pray for change
Put that on Washington
You cannot get into heaven if you are not born again
Storm again
How the story gonna end
We call on Him for calling then
You confused and disgruntled when
You don't understand how foolish men
Get everything they want
Not realizing that's just result of sin
But it's hard for rich men to get into heaven
What a poor soul you been
No co-defense, you serving life
If you will not repent
Look what Malcolm did
Where you really think that Malcolm is?
I'ma get backlash for that
But the God I serve won't take him back
How you talk about what a white man did
When you want his wife and you hate his kids
That sounds little bit like a hypocrite
That sound little bit like a hit you fixed
On your own brown mix
Like Rick Ross and the bricks he lift
Got more cane than a pixie stick
That's viscous Nic
My Father been legit
40 days in the dirt and He healed the sick
40 years in the sand and we lost again
That's interesting
How did we get deep in sin
Deepening
Purify me
Jesus can
Jesus did
Everybody needing Him
Plead again
Holy fire in my skin
Clean the sin
You know that I need the win
Need the win
God said you been freed again
Now be free again
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, uh
And now I'm, found
I'm not a bumblebee and this is not a sport
I'm a connoisseur
Talking art of war
You want battle, are you kinda sure
Never knew a love like this before
This is kinda raw
I suggest you tread in kinda soft
This my kinda ball
You don't know just who you really are
So you kinda wrong
You can't buy up in your way to heaven
Chains are coming off
Top is never lonely at the cross
I do this for God
God of Israel
The Father of my Savior
You don't have to put this music out, Jehovah gone arrange it
So when you stay complaining bout the demons not erasing
From your situation
You gone hear His voice start rephrasing
Like a plaintiff quoting daily affirmations back at Satan
Now ya
In the moment got you thinking back to basics
I been saving holy revelations
Unconsciously as payment
To a diety tryna control me
Through depression
And the mayhem
Thank God I been created with a different purpose
Changing my sole focus, rearranging
All the blessings that's been stolen from my name when
Y'all been doing the same thing
Staying loyal to the game
Like a chain gang
Running insane
For a gold chain
With a pair of matching earrings
Million dollar watch cause you did a little time in the pen
And dodged the grave by hairs on your chinny chin chin
Dear boy are you insane
(Are you insane?)
Uh
His love not magic
His love not tragic
His love fantastic
And you can have it, it's in His gladness
Pick up your mattress and walk
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, uh
And now I'm, found
Look what I found
Tell me where are you going
You don't know where to go
You don't know where to go
You can't, you can't
You can't take the player up outta the game
Cross my name off
He's a wannabe just wanting some fame
Y'all was way off
Perfect picture just got a new frame
Don't buy hate talk
Now we gotta be rapping in new ways
This I pray in Jesus name y'all
This is not a game I pray for change
Put that on Washington
You cannot get into heaven if you are not born again
Storm again
How the story gonna end
We call on Him for calling then
You confused and disgruntled when
You don't understand how foolish men
Get everything they want
Not realizing that's just result of sin
But it's hard for rich men to get into heaven
What a poor soul you been
No co-defense, you serving life
If you will not repent
Look what Malcolm did
Where you really think that Malcolm is?
I'ma get backlash for that
But the God I serve won't take him back
How you talk about what a white man did
When you want his wife and you hate his kids
That sounds little bit like a hypocrite
That sound little bit like a hit you fixed
On your own brown mix
Like Rick Ross and the bricks he lift
Got more cane than a pixie stick
That's viscous Nic
My Father been legit
40 days in the dirt and He healed the sick
40 years in the sand and we lost again
That's interesting
How did we get deep in sin
Deepening
Purify me
Jesus can
Jesus did
Everybody needing Him
Plead again
Holy fire in my skin
Clean the sin
You know that I need the win
Need the win
God said you been freed again
Now be free again
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, uh
And now I'm, found
I'm not a bumblebee and this is not a sport
I'm a connoisseur
Talking art of war
You want battle, are you kinda sure
Never knew a love like this before
This is kinda raw
I suggest you tread in kinda soft
This my kinda ball
You don't know just who you really are
So you kinda wrong
You can't buy up in your way to heaven
Chains are coming off
Top is never lonely at the cross
I do this for God
God of Israel
The Father of my Savior
You don't have to put this music out, Jehovah gone arrange it
So when you stay complaining bout the demons not erasing
From your situation
You gone hear His voice start rephrasing
Like a plaintiff quoting daily affirmations back at Satan
Now ya
In the moment got you thinking back to basics
I been saving holy revelations
Unconsciously as payment
To a diety tryna control me
Through depression
And the mayhem
Thank God I been created with a different purpose
Changing my sole focus, rearranging
All the blessings that's been stolen from my name when
Y'all been doing the same thing
Staying loyal to the game
Like a chain gang
Running insane
For a gold chain
With a pair of matching earrings
Million dollar watch cause you did a little time in the pen
And dodged the grave by hairs on your chinny chin chin
Dear boy are you insane
(Are you insane?)
Uh
His love not magic
His love not tragic
His love fantastic
And you can have it, it's in His gladness
Pick up your mattress and walk
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, ay, I been so lost, uh
I been so lost, uh
And now I'm, found
Look what I found
Tell me where are you going
You don't know where to go
Credits
Writer(s): Nic Brown
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