New You (feat. Rocky Valley)
Sands in the hourglass sprinklin' low
As the hands in the hour pass, I'm seeking him so
But pride is alive and the enemy knows
'Cause I look in the mirror like what you think of me tho
Can't really think clear when I'm sippin' these tho (Tho)
Give it all to God. Man I'm feelin' like a fraud
'Cause I'm stuck where it's hard
Movin' in a dream slow
It's a nightmare and I know the lingo
Before I pass wanna kill the snakes in the grass
Fill the place where it lacks with his grace, let us ask, Yeshua
Why are we decieved so much (Feelin)
Feelin' like my team so clutch
But we're flawed. Dear God, yea
We need your touch, guidance Tired of the violence, listen
Why are these Christians bein' silent? Requirements missin'
Had to get up out from the system
It's hot in the kitchen when ya cookin' with the Devil for the dinner plate
Breakfast and lunch ain't enough to go win the race
Gotta pull the ace card, play hard, get it straight
Fast like a race car (In) intimidate The enemy who imitates
Climb that mountain!
Thirsty for truth
Go and find that fountain
Rise up like a flower in the spring
You have it inside, it's the power of the ling, let's go
You don't have to pretend, baby
I know it gets hard
Lookin' around you start to think Maybe this isn't what I wanted
But you have to keep goin'
Keep movin' on
And don't you ever look back
As the hands in the hour pass, I'm seeking him so
But pride is alive and the enemy knows
'Cause I look in the mirror like what you think of me tho
Can't really think clear when I'm sippin' these tho (Tho)
Give it all to God. Man I'm feelin' like a fraud
'Cause I'm stuck where it's hard
Movin' in a dream slow
It's a nightmare and I know the lingo
Before I pass wanna kill the snakes in the grass
Fill the place where it lacks with his grace, let us ask, Yeshua
Why are we decieved so much (Feelin)
Feelin' like my team so clutch
But we're flawed. Dear God, yea
We need your touch, guidance Tired of the violence, listen
Why are these Christians bein' silent? Requirements missin'
Had to get up out from the system
It's hot in the kitchen when ya cookin' with the Devil for the dinner plate
Breakfast and lunch ain't enough to go win the race
Gotta pull the ace card, play hard, get it straight
Fast like a race car (In) intimidate The enemy who imitates
Climb that mountain!
Thirsty for truth
Go and find that fountain
Rise up like a flower in the spring
You have it inside, it's the power of the ling, let's go
You don't have to pretend, baby
I know it gets hard
Lookin' around you start to think Maybe this isn't what I wanted
But you have to keep goin'
Keep movin' on
And don't you ever look back
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Wilson
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