New Dreams - Trip Lee, J.R., Sho Baraka

Hey I was raised in that lone-star state

Where we go hard, can’t do it small at all, cause big things are at stake

My dreams as a buck was to make a large bank

Daddy told me the best, no one can tell me I can’t

Be the best baller, or be the best rapper

Got a little older and went after the latter

Grind till' I shine trying to climb that ladder

Grab a couple girls cause your boy look dapper

At a young age, I saw I had it wrong

Full of drive, but moving in reverse all along

Dreams full of pride, heart full of stone

You know I had to redefine what I grind on

Success is dangerous, if you don’t do it right

He gave us everything for pointing to Him right

So toast to the King, who gave me some new dreams

Everything for his name, that’s how I do things

Never knew how lost I was till' I found God

Then I couldn’t hear His voice, it was drowned out

I was just chasing things, selfish dreams

Now I see what he has for me, it’s the good life

Uh-Huh, I grew up with those dodgers and those angels

Where wings get mangled and they rock a broken halo

Success is an idol from Hollywood to Diego

No Hablo, if you don’t speak with the pesos

And there favorite dollar sign is too much more green

More lust, more taste, more touch

I had an appetite that ate from the Devil’s power

At every bite to see the rise, I’m kissing my life goodbye

If I find I have a need this world cannot meet

Then I know this life is a place where my hope should not be

I’ve been chasing those things that are real fake

This is not a real place, this is a dream state

Functional saviors ain’t hip, they’re a real waste

What’s the palace going to offer that a manager can’t

Pain, sorrow, and empty treasures

Spite the creator, and deem creation simply better

The world offers a lot of things but it’s really lying

And to the Lord, the good life is really dying

I’m the Lord’s possession so my heart’s in the Heavens

True Religion in my jeans and stop guessing

Even the sun goes down, heroes die eventually

Great careers end in the industry

Empires implode, you may go down in history

But everything will go down eventually

Look, you could stack bread, but you can’t stop death

And there won’t be any comfort offered you in that bed

All get laid out, the games get played out

In a maze headed to the grave and there is no way out

You can’t outlast life it fades out fast

Death is coming for us all, everything gon' pass

So look at it from that angle dag

My dreams gotta' be bigger and greater than that

How is it persecuted martyrs in Asia

Were living out there dreams, though they was walking in danger

Their dreams are what lifted up the heart of the Savior

And living in a way to show that’s what they wait for

They wasn’t stackin' up the cake, but was walking in favor

Living a good life because they want with the maker

My dreams are different, you know that I’ve been changed now

The good life is the life that’s been laid down